The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3288 - 3283: Slavery in the Netherworld_1
Previously on The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms...
"Furthermore, should Junior fail to accomplish this mission, it appears Senior faces minimal drawback. I vow to give it my all, though I can't promise success." Yang Chen replied.
"Your words ring true enough." Wan Tianyu murmured, his tone easing considerably: "Still, you're far from the first to voice such assurances to me, and in the end, how many have truly pulled it off? No matter, I won't bicker with you. If you're set on tackling this mission, I won't stand in your way. As for the 200,000 Extreme Universe Essence, I'll uphold my pledge and deliver it all to you."
Yang Chen nodded at these words: "That's agreeable, but on this topic, Junior has one lingering question. I trust Senior can clarify it."
"What is it?" Wan Tianyu inquired.
Yang Chen explained: "Given that Wan Qiuying vanished inside the Spirit Fire World, with Senior's esteemed position and formidable power, your search should outpace even Heaven-separated Realm masters like Junior. Why not venture there personally?"
"Hmph, think I haven't considered it?" Wan Tianyu shook his head, as if addressing this query for the initial time, yet laced with clear irritation. "Were I to enter the Spirit Fire World, the Heaven-appointed powerhouses from the Netherworld would swiftly detect my presence and pursue. Even if I probe around, I couldn't linger long before my location gets revealed. This very issue makes dismantling the Gates of Life and Death an arduous feat. For even after purging all mighty foes in this realm, the moment you touch the Gates of Life and Death, reinforcements from the Netherworld's other realms swarm in at once. Then, you'd not only botch the removal of the Gates of Life and Death but also endanger your own existence."
These revelations struck Yang Chen, making him grasp that extracting the Gates of Life and Death proved far from straightforward.
Evidently, certain obstacles prevented Wan Tianyu from acting himself. With this insight, Yang Chen added: "Understood. Moreover, Junior requests that Senior furnish detailed intel and a description of your daughter's features."
"Everything you seek lies within. I've prepared multiple light spheres packed with the details. Grab one, and you'll grasp it all." Wan Tianyu stated.
Yang Chen seized the light sphere, infused his soul into it, and with a crisp crack, it burst apart, imprinting the full knowledge upon him.
"Now informed, I'll take my leave without delay. Goodbye." Having gleaned the facts, Yang Chen acted resolutely, showing no desire to linger. He rose and departed.
Wan Tianyu paid it no mind. Such decisiveness marked all elite Heaven-separated Realm warriors, and Yang Chen struck him as merely average among them.
The odds of him locating his daughter remained exceedingly low.
"Sigh, Qiuying, may fortune keep you unharmed." Wan Tianyu exhaled a fretful breath.
Meanwhile, Yang Chen departed Sky Opening Mountain posthaste, refusing to dawdle.
Though Sky Opening Mountain boasted a fine setting, prolonged residence there yielded no benefits and risked mockery if intentional.
With affairs concluded, Yang Chen followed the map to exit the Ancient Divine Realm and plunged straight into the Spirit Fire World.
The instant he quitted the Ancient Divine Realm, the vast cosmic starfield turned perilous.
In particular, nearing the Spirit Fire World's vicinity amplified the hazards. Yang Chen had earlier relied on the Spirit Leaf Flying Boat for transit, but further along, he concealed the vessel and journeyed solo through the interstellar void.
Otherwise, such prominence would swiftly betray his position.
En route, he'd witnessed numerous clashes. Humans clashed repeatedly with diverse alien species.
Yang Chen at first considered intervening, but the sheer volume of conflicts quelled that impulse.
Besides, alien patrols scoured various starfield sectors. The cosmic calamities had already thinned viable paths, and these sentries imposed even tighter constraints, demanding vigilant evasion to slip past undetected en route to the destination realm.
Yang Chen's concealment arts excelled, and leveraging space-time principles, he effortlessly dodged the foreign patrols.
Upon his next emergence, Yang Chen hovered directly over the Spirit Fire World.
Gazing downward, he beheld a world ablaze in crimson hues across its crust.
This sphere's heat far exceeded typical realms, resembling a roaring inferno. Yet inside, an eerie hush prevailed, veiled in dark mists and pervasive ghost Qi. Attentive ears might catch spectral wails and lupine howls echoing from scattered zones.
External scouting fell short.
Yet as Yang Chen prepared to descend into this realm, he noted its saturation with ghost Qi. Such infestation meant intrusion would likely trigger immediate alerts.
"This ghost Qi dwarfs anything in our Lingnan Two Realms. Those domains have endured mere Spirit Realm incursions without even the Gates of Life and Death embedded. Do all realms bearing the Gates of Life and Death suffer this fate...?" Yang Chen pondered aloud.
The omnipresent ghost Qi betrayed no vital sparks.
What's more, rash entry courted not just exposure but disorientation from the ghost Qi, inviting swift enemy strikes and demise.
Still, Yang Chen possessed countermeasures against Netherworld forces.
Such trivial ghost Qi wouldn't halt him.
Yang Chen nimbly navigated space-time folds. On reemerging, half his form had pierced from temporal voids into the realm proper.
Once inside, Yang Chen invoked laws to shield himself, evading the Eye of Heavenly Dao's scrutiny.
After all, his prior ordeal in the Nine Dragons World had shown Netherworld Ghosts' ties to the Eye of Heavenly Dao, warranting utmost wariness.
Safely concealed, Yang Chen unleashed his divine sense, enveloping half the realm under his Dharma Eye's gaze.
"Precisely as the intel indicated... Netherworld Ghosts, Insect Race, Spirit Fire Clan, and fellow humans!"
Yang Chen's prior knowledge of the Insect Race was scant, but witnessing them now sent chills racing across his skin. Far from diminutive pests, they matched human stature.
Population-wise, the Insect Race numbered fewest, their aims shrouded in mystery.
Next came the Netherworld Ghosts in greater count, yet still trailing humans and the Spirit Fire Clan.
Nevertheless, humans and Spirit Fire Clan alike endured subjugation. Every inhabitant of the Spirit Fire World—human or Spirit Fire Clan—moved as mindless thralls, herded by Netherworld denizens.
This sight wrenched Yang Chen's core, filling him with profound sorrow as he observed the humans' torment.
"These Netherworld scum merit utter annihilation!" Yang Chen's gaze hardened to ice.