All Heavens: Starting with Panlong's Transcendence, Devouring All Heavens

Chapter 63 Return to the Orlando Dimension, A Shocking Change

Returning to the Orlando plane was a result of Lynn's careful consideration.

Initially, his purpose in going to Hell was to obtain divine power and amethyst, treasures that could strengthen the body and soul, as well as to find powerful opponents to fight and break through to a faster level.

Now, his lightning-elemental divine avatar has become a high-level god and has achieved five fusions. Few in Hell can rival him now that his cultivation has reached this level. Neither fighting with others nor observing the floating images can affect him anymore. To break through the final bottleneck, he can only rely on his own arduous cultivation and enlightenment.

His soul contains the complete six-fold fusion of lightning laws, which is the same no matter where he cultivates.

In Hell, he still has to worry about being summoned by the Supreme God. But in the material plane, even if the Supreme God came knocking, he wouldn't be afraid!

"go home!"

The metallic lifeform flew rapidly towards Black Flame Lake and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

……

Orlando plane, Antarctic ice sheet.

Inside the castle of the Plane Guardians, Salonth withdrew his divine sense and shook his head helplessly: "This Orlando plane is getting more and more chaotic!"

Before Lynn went to Hell, he killed all the gods in the Orlando plane. He left the godhood he obtained to humanity, and eventually, humanity gave birth to three gods (Lynn's father refined two godhoods and became a mid-level god of lightning), plus the divine beast from the North Sea.

The human race should theoretically be able to unify the entire Orlando material plane.

However, more than a hundred years ago, three mid-level gods appeared out of nowhere, each with several lower-level gods under their command, as well as hundreds of holy domain subordinates.

Their arrival disrupted humanity's monopoly over the Orlando plane.

The Eastern Continent remained under human rule. The vast oceans and the Western Continent, however, were divided among the three mid-level gods.

The situation in the Orlando dimension may seem stable now, but it's like a powder keg that could explode at any moment!

"Could it be that the dimensional prison and the material plane created a weak point in space, allowing these people to escape?" Salonz wondered to himself.

However, despite having such a guess, he was too lazy to ask them if they had escaped from the dimensional prison.

Anyway, even if a weak point appears in the space, he has no way to repair it.

As for re-imprisoning them in an terrestrial prison, that's a joke. The three mid-level gods who escaped are all no weaker than him; what means would he have to re-imprison them?

"I should try to pull some strings and get transferred back to Hell as soon as possible! The elemental fluctuations in this material plane are too blurry. I don't know when I'll be able to cultivate into a high god." Salon shook his head and prepared to return to the castle to continue his cultivation.

But at that moment, suddenly—

One of the eleven magic circles suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, beams of light shooting into the sky, incredibly bright and dreamlike. Salonth was greatly surprised: "It's Hell! Someone has returned to Orlando's material plane from Hell?"

Salonz knew very well how staggering the cost of teleportation was. Even a typical seven-star demon probably wouldn't be willing to teleport even once.

In other words, the people who were teleported here are either stronger than the Seven-Star Demons or are members of those ancient families from Hell.

Salonz thought to himself, unconsciously bending down, his gaze intently fixed on the inside of the magic circle. He was eager to know who the newcomer was.

In the hazy light, a figure gradually appeared. The figure solidified, and the light from the magic circle dissipated.

"Lin...Lin En!!" Salonz stared in disbelief at the black-clad youth who had appeared in the center of the magic circle.

One hundred and sixty years ago, Lynn left the Orlando plane for Hell. Now he's been teleported back! Based on the teleportation fee… that means the other party paid a trillion inkstones!

"Good heavens!" Salonz was startled at the thought, and respectfully said, "Lord Lynn!"

"Hmm!" Lynn nodded calmly, and then his enormous divine sense instantly spread out, directly covering most of the Orlando plane.

"Father has become a mid-level god, and mother has also refined that lower-level godhood and become a lower-level god, and there's also Teacher Desman..." Lynn smiled. Although the resources of the Orlando plane are not as good as those of Hell, and the elemental aura is extremely thin, this is his home.

"What is this?" But soon, as his divine sense swept across the western continent and the vast sea, Lynn's expression turned ugly.

Under his divine sense, there were actually three mid-level gods, more than a dozen lower-level gods, and even a higher-level god hiding in the Forest of Life in the Western Continent!

"Were they sent by Olavid? Or...?" Lynn looked at Salonth. "Salonth, why are there so many gods in this Orlando plane? Did they come from Hell? Or did they escape from a dimensional prison?"

Salon quickly denied it: "Lord Lynn, they weren't teleported from Hell. I suspect that a weak point in space created by the connection between the material plane and the dimensional prison allowed them to escape!"

"Okay!" Lynn nodded. "Give me the control token for the dimensional prison!"

At the same time, his icy voice rang directly in the ears of all the unfamiliar deities: "Come to the Antarctic ice sheet to see me!"

……

Half a day later, Lynn was playing with a black token in his hand, but his gaze was indifferent as he looked at the high-level god, three mid-level gods, and more than a dozen low-level gods and nearly a thousand holy domains standing respectfully in front of him.

Finally, his gaze settled on the only high-ranking god present. This was an eerie young man with emerald green hair and dressed in green robes.

"Your true form is the divine beast 'Bashe,' right? Your strength is decent!" Lynn asked. "Did you escape from the dimensional prison?"

The strange-looking youth hurriedly and respectfully replied, "My lord, I did indeed escape from the dimensional prison, and so did they!"

As he replied, the eerie young man couldn't help but feel a surge of fear: "This person in front of me is terrifying! His aura is far more frightening than that of the city lords in the dimensional prison!"

Lynn then asked him a few more questions and learned the location of the weak point in the space.

Then he calmly looked at the prisoners of these dimensional prisons: "Since you've been lucky enough to escape, I'll give you two choices: either submit to me, or leave the Orlando dimension!"

……

In the sky, hundreds of figures exuding a terrifying aura sped across the sea, flying towards the Orlando continent!

"Harland, introduce me to the four city lords in the lower-dimensional prison!" Lynn said calmly.

"Yes, sir!" Behind him, the green-haired, eerie young man quickly began to introduce himself.

Faced with Lynn's two choices, besides the high god "Bashe", one mid-level god chose to submit, while the other two mid-level gods chose to leave for the highest plane.

Harland was the name of this high-ranking god, the "Bashe." As a divine beast, although he hadn't fused with any of the profound mysteries, he still possessed the strength of a five-star demon. His strength was considered that of a powerful figure in the dimensional prison, but there were many others stronger than him inside.

The four most powerful individuals within the dimensional prison are the lords of the four cities.

Based on Harland's description, Lynn quickly assessed the strength of the four: one seven-star demon and three peak six-star demons.

Since the birth of heaven and earth, countless powerful beings have been imprisoned in dimensional prisons, but in the end, only one Seven-Star Demon was born.

This is normal, though. The dimensional prison has almost no elements and a harsh environment, making it impossible to survive below the Holy Domain.

To be able to cultivate in another plane and become a seven-star demon is already considered a promising talent.

Lynn was somewhat disappointed. He had thought that there were also top-level commanders like Qinghuo in the dimensional prison of the Orlando plane!

Thinking of Qinghuo, Lynn pondered again: "The Yulan Plane is truly a land of outstanding people and resources. It can give birth to a high-level god like Qinghuo who has reached the Great Perfection, nurture a super divine beast like the God-Devouring Rat, and Olivia. If he hadn't refined his divine spark, he probably could have cultivated to the point of having the strength to lead."

"No wonder this is where the main characters are!"

(End of this chapter)