Chapter Ninety-Three: Gathering Together

In the blink of an eye, Qian Kun, Mosi, and Gaia had already spent two to three hundred years on the planar battlefield.

During that time, the three of them had joined forces and reaped a considerable harvest. Qian Kun had obtained four commander insignias, Mosi had obtained three, and Gaia had not gotten a single one. After all, in terms of strength, she was only rather ordinary among asura-level experts. Those weaker than her among the asura-level powerhouses generally did not dare come to the planar battlefield seeking death.

At the same time, many of the experts on the planar battlefield had learned that Mosi had arrived there, and Qian Kun, who was with him, had gradually had his background uncovered as well. Because their trio included both Qian Kun and Mosi, and because they were so ferocious as to have killed seven enemy commanders in just two to three hundred years, they immediately became a source of fear among the battlefield experts. Everyone grew far more cautious, and whenever they encountered Qian Kun or Mosi, they would flee in panic. As a result, their efficiency in the hunts that followed dropped sharply.

When traveling separately no longer lured strong enemies to attack, Qian Kun, Gaia, and Mosi simply regrouped and moved together.

"It has been decades, and we still haven't gotten a single insignia. If this goes on, I'm afraid that by the time this plane war ends, neither of you will have managed to collect ten golden insignias," Gaia could not help saying.

"Not necessarily. This plane war still has a long way to go," Qian Kun replied with a faint smile. Then his brows lifted and his expression shifted. "Hm! What good luck. Someone is delivering themselves to our doorstep. Get ready to move."

Very soon, Mosi and Gaia saw a burly man with wild blond hair walking toward them step by step, as if shrinking the earth beneath his feet with every stride, until he was right before them.

"Hammers, is that you?" Mosi looked at the burly man in some surprise, then gave a helpless wry smile. This fellow had been born when the earth divine plane first came into being, a mountain that had cultivated itself into godhood. As soon as he became a god, he was taken in by a sovereign and granted a soul-defense sovereign artifact. Added to that was his unimaginably powerful body. Though he had fused only four profundities, his attack power was terrifying. It could be said that he had almost no weaknesses; apart from a perfect highgod, probably no one could do anything to him.

When Hammers saw Mosi, he also widened his eyes, then grinned and said, "Mosi, long time no see. I heard you had come to the planar battlefield before, and I thought someone was talking nonsense! Come, come, let's spar. Let me see whether your destructive laws have improved."

At that, Mosi could not help feeling bitter inside. He truly did not want to fight this indestructible giant of a man. It was simply too stifling. No matter how you attacked, you could not harm him in the slightest. Fighting him was nothing but a waste of time.

"You're Hammers, right? I also cultivate the earth laws. Why don't we spar instead?" Qian Kun stepped forward on his own and said with a smile.

"You? You're the one with Mosi. So you're Qian Kun, the newly risen asura expert in Infernal Realm?" Hammers frowned slightly as he looked Qian Kun over, then laughed. "I heard your body is also very strong. Then let me see whether it's really as formidable as the legends say."

As he spoke, Hammers shot straight at Qian Kun and hurled a heavy punch. The space around them immediately churned like a current of water.

Qian Kun smiled faintly and without the slightest hesitation also punched out, causing even the surrounding space to tremble.

With a muffled boom, Qian Kun's fist, wrapped in golden light, collided with Hammers' fist. The space around them twisted violently, as though it were about to tear apart. Then both men shuddered all over and retreated.

"As expected, very strong. Your body actually seems no weaker than mine. What exactly did you cultivate to become a god?" Hammers stared at Qian Kun with burning eyes. The question somehow sounded odd to Qian Kun no matter how he heard it, as though he were being insulted. I am human to begin with, all right? The way you put it makes it sound as if I'm not human at all.

Qian Kun then avoided the question and said with a faint smile, "Hammers, there is no point in the two of us fighting. We can't do anything to each other. In my opinion, why don't we stop here?"

"Boring. I'm going to hunt other experts," Hammers said, sounding a little vexed as he curled his lips, then turned and left directly.

Watching Hammers depart, Mosi shook his head and smiled helplessly. "That Hammers really is hard to deal with. He's quite famous throughout the divine planes and the higher planes. Fortunately, the two of us are strong enough; otherwise, he might not have stopped so easily."

As soon as his words fell, Mosi and Qian Kun almost simultaneously sensed a powerful fluctuation of sovereign power.

"There is a fight. Let's go and see if we can pick up some profit," Qian Kun said, immediately flying toward the source of the disturbance.

Mosi and Gaia followed right after. In only a moment, the three of them had seen the pursuers and the pursued locked in battle.

"Hm? Gravity space? Is that Reisgem? No, if it were Reisgem, he would not be fleeing so miserably from Benfield of the Heavenly Realm," Mosi frowned in some puzzlement.

Far off, the area of gravity space shimmering with yellow earthlight was particularly conspicuous. Immediately after, a blue dragon phantom, a full thousand meters long and coiling through the air, hovered above the gravity space, causing the white-robed man pursuing from behind, Benfield, to pause for an instant.

"Innate divine ability, Dragon's Cry? It's really Linley? How did he come to the planar battlefield?" Gaia had been somewhat surprised already when she saw the gravity space. Once she laid eyes on the blue dragon phantom, she immediately confirmed the identity of the one using it, and her surprise deepened.

Qian Kun, however, did not hesitate. He sped up at once, flew toward the front, and crossed the gravity space directly to block the enraged Benfield who was chasing from behind.

"Who are you? You dare to stop me, Benfield!" Benfield asked in shock and anger, glaring at Qian Kun.

"Big Brother Qian Kun?" As the gravity space dissipated, Linley and Bebe, who had finally stopped, turned back in delight. At the same time, they also saw Mosi and Gaia flying over after him. "Castle Lord Mosi? Elder?"

Benfield also saw Mosi, and his expression changed slightly. "Mosi? Why is he here? Could it be that this person is..."

Seeing Mosi and recalling Qian Kun's identity and background, Benfield's face turned even uglier.

"Big Brother!" A scarlet serpent flew over at high speed, with a black-armored man seated cross-legged on its back. Both of them called out to Benfield.

"Haha... Mosi, Linley, hello there!" Clear laughter rang out. A cute bald-headed youth and a burly bronze-skinned man nearly four meters tall flew over rapidly together.

Linley could not help turning to look in confusion. He did not recognize the cute bald youth, but Mosi recognized him at a glance and could not help grinning. "Reisgem, it was you? I never expected you to come to the planar battlefield as well."

"Reisgem? You... you're Reisgem?" Linley stared in astonishment, somewhat unable to believe it as he looked at the cute bald youth.

"Ah, we've only been apart for so many years, and you already don't recognize your teacher?" the cute bald youth, Reisgem, said with deliberate emotion.

Teacher? Linley did not know whether to laugh or cry. Even Benfield could not help frowning as he looked at Reisgem. "Reisgem?"

"Since you all know each other, then there is nothing much to say. Benfield is actually trying to hunt Linley down. Everyone, tell me, how should this be resolved?" Qian Kun said coldly, staring at Benfield. "I have an idea. Let Benfield hand over his golden insignia. Otherwise, we join forces and kill his two companions. What does everyone think?"

At this, Reisgem's eyes lit up instantly and he clapped his hands with a grin. "Good idea! That's a splendid idea! Benfield, did you hear that? Hand over your golden insignia. After all, there are still several hundred years left before the plane war ends. You have enough time to kill one commander-level expert on your side and obtain his golden insignia. But if you refuse, you may be able to save your own life, yet faced with so many of us attacking together, your two companions may very well be finished."