Chapter 1376 - Lower Planes (1/2)

Chapter 1376: Lower Planes

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The vast heavens and earth were enveloped in crimson. Even the distant mountains were red, as if they had been infused with endless blood, full of desolation and annihilation.

Buzz!

Above a mountain, the space was suddenly torn apart. A plane passage was formed as a lithe figure descended from it. This figure, of course, was Mu Chen. After seeing that there was no strange movement around him, Mu Chen relaxed a little, and he concealed the surging spiritual energy around him.

“The level of power between heaven and earth on this Lower Plane is indeed, lower.” Mu Chen stretched out his hand, and the power of heaven and earth converged to form a ball of light. He felt the power of it, but his brows knit together. The power of heaven and earth was far less powerful than the power in the Great Thousand World, so it would be much a slower process if he wanted to restore power here.

“Fortunately, this time, I brought the Mu Estate’s reserves of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid.” Mu Chen sighed. If there was no Sovereign Spiritual Liquid as a backup, after encountering combat, he would have to hold back, as he would be always worried about the consumption of spiritual energy. Even then, he had to be careful not to run out of spiritual energy and put himself in jeopardy.

After sighing, Mu Chen suddenly clenched his fist, and the White Dragon Spiritual Pearl flashed out. As soon as the White Dragon Spiritual Pearl appeared, the white light above it seemed to have become brighter. However, Mu Chen was surprised to see that the mark left in it by Reverend White Dragon remained un-triggered.

Is it necessary to get to the place where Reverend White Dragon was to bring out the thread of attachment? The good news was that at least the White Dragon Spiritual Pearl had reacted to the Lower Planes, which meant he was not in the wrong place.

Now that the Lower Planes have been occupied by the Fiend Blood Tribe… Mu Chen gazed at the dark red world in which he could smell bloody and chilling fluctuations. The spiritual energy in his body reacted resentfully. Apparently, the source of these fluctuations was from the Fiend Blood Tribe.

From this point of view, the Extraterritorial Race seemed to be transforming this Lower Plane, trying to infect the power between the heavens and the earth, and change it into what they needed.

“I don’t know how strong this Fiend Blood Tribe is,” Mu Chen murmured to himself. He could not act recklessly. He had to find out whether there was a Demon Emperor in the Fiend Blood Tribe that occupied the Lower Planes. Every Demon Emperor had combat power comparable to that of a Heavenly Sovereign’s. If there was a Demon Emperor, it would not be good news. After all, with his current strength, the odds of success would not be too optimistic if he were to clash against a Demon Emperor.

I should investigate the situation first. After making up his mind, Mu Chen did not dawdle. He transformed into a stream of light and shot off into the distance. He chose to travel at a low altitude in order to avoid detection by the Fiend Blood Tribe.

At full speed, the mountains were quickly left behind, but as he moved on, Mu Chen frowned harder. He found that there was no sound emitted by the birds and beasts, and the whole world was in a state of stillness, like a world of the dead.

Have all the creatures in this world been slaughtered by the Fiend Blood Tribe? At this point, Mu Chen’s expression was gloomy. Are these d*mn Fiend Blood Tribes that brutal? Mu Chen’s thoughts flashed, and his perception spread quickly, but fortunately, half an hour later, he sensed some fluctuations.

His silhouette appeared directly on a mountain top. He looked out into the distance, only to see that the outline of a city loomed on the earth. Looking at the city, he could sense that there were various auras in it, some of which had the same aura as this world. If he was right, they were the natives of the world.

Are there any more natives here? Mu Chen’s gaze flickered as he moved swiftly and appeared above the city. He concealed his spiritual energy to blend into the space, so no one could detect him. Standing above the city, his gaze swept down, only to see that the city was a scene of prosperity. Countless people shuttled around and presented a lively city scene.

However, Mu Chen looked at the scene and frowned. Despite the hustle and bustle, he felt a strange aura. Those figures did show a variety of life, but Mu Chen was clear that something was amiss. All of the people were pale, and in the depths of their various expressions, hid a sense of numbness. These people, though alive, were more like walking corpses.

Whoo!

As Mu Chen was puzzled, suddenly a shrill rattle rang out in the city, reverberating between heaven and earth.

Boom!

When the shrill voice sounded in the bustling city, all the people frantically turned around and fled to their residences. Their previous smiles disappeared, replaced by a thick impression of fear.

Cackle!

A thousand blood shadows burst out in the depths of the city. They cackled sharply like hawks, descended from the sky, and pounced on the people of the city.

In the sky, Mu Chen’s gaze grew solemn as he saw those blood shadows clad in bloody robes. Their faces were pale, but there were two sharp fangs protruding out from their mouths, flickering with cold light. These people were obviously the Fiend Blood Tribe!