Panlong: Transcending from the Dominator of the Water System

Chapter 86 Nurturing a New Netherworld Flower

“I never expected you to come here, Sanatos.”

Hope looked at the water god avatar of the Lord of Death with a hint of surprise, and his tone became unusually emotional.

"Why? You don't welcome me?"

The Lord of Death chuckled, revealing a hint of amusement. Having known each other for so many years, Hope, though slightly stronger than Of, had mostly maintained a cold and calm demeanor. It was rare for her to see a look of surprise on Hope's face.

"Of course not, come with me."

Hope chuckled softly, controlled her speed, and took the lead in flying towards the Divine Beast Continent.

The Lord of Death did not allow Hope to take her with him, but followed behind Hope, while spreading his divine sense to carefully observe the entire plane.

"My God, other gods have actually come! In my lifetime, I can actually see the true forms of two gods."

Only after the Lord of Death left did the blue-haired youth dare to stand up, muttering cautiously to himself while patting his chest, relieved that he hadn't done anything impolite.

"Hope, your Qingya plane is quite a spectacle."

The Death Sovereign followed Hope, observing the Qingya Plane while offering his evaluation.

When the Death Overlord was young, he had traveled to many material planes out of boredom, but none of them could compare to the Qingya Plane.

On the edge of the Qingya Continent, you can see the silhouette of a huge tower. It is a huge tower located in the center of the Divine Beast Continent. Although it cannot compare to the magnificence of the Netherworld Mountain, this is, after all, a material plane.

"You should always make your own home look presentable. I think if your hometown were a material world, you would do the same."

Hope's assessment of the Death Ruler was not surprising; she simply chuckled.

Soon, the two arrived at the top floor of the Water God Tower on the Divine Beast Continent.

Hope waved his right hand, and two teacups and some snacks appeared on the stone table. He then sat down in a chair.

The Lord of Death didn't stand on ceremony and took a bite of the pastry. Although the Underworld had its own specialties, one gets tired of eating them after a while. It was rare to find a specialty from a water-based divine plane, so the Lord of Death found it novel.

"So, what brings you here?"

Hope took a sip of tea, exchanged a few polite words with the Lord of Death, and got straight to the point. Many gods like to chat for a while before discussing business, but he was not one of them.

"What? Can't I just come and take a look? After all, your Qingya Plane is no ordinary place these days, is it?"

The Lord of Death smiled slightly, then revealed a half-smile, and spoke casually.

"Really? Of course, no problem. I'll show you around the Qingya Plane. Although it's much smaller than the God Plane, it has its own unique characteristics."

Hope chuckled and spoke, but based on her years of knowing the Death Lord and her understanding of her, she knew that the woman had come to see her for a reason.

Even if the Lord of Death was truly bored and traveling between planes, he should have invited the Lord of Life, Vivia, instead of coming here alone.

"You're still as boring as ever. In that respect, you're just like Ouf and Utrecht."

The Lord of Death pursed his lips in a helpless manner, then shook his head slightly.

Hope didn't say much, just quietly watched the Lord of Death. He wasn't like Pash, the chief god of Blood Peak, who would play chess for hundreds of years before speaking whenever a chief god visited. He preferred to get straight to the point.

"Fine, I'll just get straight to the point. I hope you can tell me how to create the new Four Divine Beasts."

The Lord of Death straightened his expression, his tone becoming much more serious, and stared intently at Hope.

"Oh? What do you want this for?"

Hope raised an eyebrow and asked with some surprise. If it were the Lord of Destruction or the Lord of Fate, Hope wouldn't be surprised, but the Lord of Death being the first was indeed unexpected.

"I want to create a new super divine beast, the Netherworld Flower, which is also my true form."

The Lord of Death made no attempt to conceal his true feelings, but spoke very seriously, his tone devoid of the nonchalance he had displayed over the years.

"May I ask why first?"

Hope was silent for a moment, processing the information about the Death Sovereign, then asked with a puzzled expression, "Why do you think I can't break through to the Great Perfection stage?"

The Lord of Death abruptly changed the subject, asking a question with a smile on his face, though the smile carried a hint of bitterness.

"Oh? Is there a special reason?"

Hope raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised by Sanatos's question, but still asked curiously.

Hope had also had doubts about this. Among the four rule masters, only the Death Master was not at the Great Perfection stage, a consensus that had been held for countless years.

However, no one has questioned the reason, because it is extremely difficult for a super divine beast to break through to the Great Perfection stage. This is true for the Zijing God, the Four Divine Beasts, and other divine beast gods.

In reality, the Great Perfection level among the main gods is very rare. Among the old-school rulers, there are quite a few: the Fate Ruler, the Destruction Ruler, the Life Ruler, and the Water Ruler are the four Great Perfection levels.

Among the mid-level and lower-level main gods, they are much rarer. Of the more than seventy main gods, only about ten have reached the Great Perfection. Therefore, the Death Sovereign is not at the Great Perfection level and seems to have nothing special about him.

Currently, the only super divine beast that has reached the Great Perfection is the Destruction Overlord, Utrecht. It seems understandable that the Death Overlord has not reached the Great Perfection, after all, the power of faith and the creation of a divine plane are not omnipotent.

However, Hope also had some doubts. The Death Ruler was the first life in the Underworld. As the first super divine beast born in the highest plane, she was comparable to the Destruction Ruler. Was she not at the Great Perfection simply because she lacked talent?
"Although you were born in the material plane and are the oldest being in this world, in terms of talent alone, you are still far inferior to me, Utrecht."

Seeing Hope remain silent, the Lord of Death continued speaking to himself, his tone becoming incredibly complex:

"Utred and I were the first life born in the Supreme Plane, the true darlings of this world. My talent is no less than Utred's in any aspect, so how could I not break through to the Great Perfection!"

The Sovereign of Death spoke with a hint of pride, the pride of being the first being in the underworld, but also a touch of melancholy.

Hope was slightly surprised by the Death Lord's words, but she immediately understood. The first life born in the Supreme Plane had a stronger talent than other super divine beasts. For example, the Nether Serpent of the Underworld was also a super divine beast, but it was much weaker than the Nether Flower, the first creature born in the Underworld.

"I originally had the opportunity to achieve Great Perfection, but I chose a different path, a different path that was given to me by combining with the Heart of the Underworld."

After the Lord of Death finished speaking, he seemed to be mocking himself, or perhaps sighing, and shook his head helplessly.

"Is it related to your water-elemental god avatar?"

Hope raised an eyebrow, as if she had thought of something, and asked.

“That’s right. As the first life form born from the highest plane of heaven and earth, I am naturally and perfectly compatible with the attributes of the highest plane. Utrecht only has one avatar of the God of Destruction, and I only have one avatar of the God of Death. Originally, I did not have an avatar of the God of Water.”

As the Lord of Death spoke, a dark red leaf appeared in his hand, emitting a peculiar aura, and there was also a cool watery scent on the leaf.

"The auras of the rules of death and the laws of water have merged... wait, something's not right. You clearly didn't have a soul mutation?"

Hope frowned, looking at the Lord of Death with a puzzled expression, waiting for what he would say next.

"This is the power of the Heart of the Underworld, combined with my Netherworld Flower's talent, which helped me cultivate an additional clone and split a small part of the Underworld into a new material plane."

The Lord of Death sighed softly, his tone tinged with complexity.

"If I understand correctly, you mean that you originally didn't have the talent to cultivate the water-based laws, but with the help of the Heart of the Underworld, a part of your soul was split off, giving you a water-based divine avatar. At the same time, the Heart of the Underworld split off a part of the Underworld and bound it to the water-based divine avatar, transforming it into a material plane—a material plane that you can enter with your main god avatar?"

Hope was truly shocked this time, and her gaze toward the Lord of Death held a hint of disbelief.

For countless years, having only one divine avatar has been Hope's greatest weakness. Hope has tried many ways to increase the number of avatars, but all have failed. The talents in the magical universe are fixed; without a corresponding person, it is impossible to cultivate other laws.

Just like Beirut in Blue Star's memory, even if he could find Dennington to peel off the soul fragments, he couldn't create clones for himself or his three sons, so he had to settle for the second best and choose Blue Flame.

"I can't believe I've seen you with such a shocked expression twice today. Sometimes I even thought you were as expressionless as Auf!"

Upon seeing this, the Lord of Death couldn't help but reveal a relaxed smile, which shocked Hope, the Water Lord who was usually calm and collected. It was much more pleasant than the expressions of the gods at the foot of Nether Mountain when they saw her.

"But you're overthinking it. I don't have the ability to grant people talents. Water-based talents were already hidden within my body; I simply chose to activate them."

After chuckling, the Lord of Death composed himself and gave a brief explanation.

Hope paused for a moment, then nodded, roughly understanding. The Death Lord's actions were essentially the same as the Awakening Pool of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, only activating the hidden talents within the bloodline. Talents already existed; those without talents could not change anything.

Hope had also experimented with awakening the bloodline talents of the Four Divine Beasts, but he was unable to fuse bloodlines with them or add earth, wind, and fire god clones to himself. However, Hope still remembered this matter and then continued to look at the Lord of Death.

(End of this chapter)