The Great Ruler

When the black hurricane disappeared, the heavens and earth suddenly trembled as a group immediately turned into a streak of light as they flew towards the Fallen Battlefield. The majestic forces of the Great Havenlaw Domain flew under Mandala’s lead. The army was akin to a dragon as it flew towards the deep crack and into the Fallen Battlefield.

When the army arrived in the Fallen Battlefield, everyone could sense a bone-piercing cold spreading that cannot be resisted even with spiritual energy. The sudden changes caused a commotion within the forces of the Great Havenlaw Domain before it swiftly calmed down.

Mu Chen stood before the Nine Nether Troop as he looked at the surrounding. His spiritual energy perception was greatly suppressed, and there was also a bone-piecing chill that shrouded around him. Although they wouldn’t pose any danger to him, it left him uneasy.

“Be careful. There are tens of thousands of powerhouses that fell here, and their deadly intent tainted this place. This kind of stuff is extremely troublesome as they’re formless. If it’s dense enough, your spiritual energy might even be corroded and will cause a huge drop in your fighting strength.” Nine Nether warned.

“So, we have to rely on the energies that are strong in the Yang energy.”

“Yang energy?” Mu Chen’s heart trembled as the spiritual energy in his body was merged with the Undying Flames and Nether Demon Heart Lightning. To a certain degree, the flame and lightning are the banes of all sinister energy.

Thinking about it, purple flames surged on his body as he permeated a high temperature. Instantly, the bone-piercing chill disappeared. It was replaced by a surge of comfort that made Mu Chen’s tensed expression to loosen up.

“Truly a forbidden territory.” Mu Chen sighed. The Fallen Battlefield is truly worthy of its name as the forbidden territory. They had already encountered such a troublesome thing upon their entry that they couldn’t even use their spiritual energy to resist and had to rely on unique powers.

After dealing with the bone-piercing chill, Mu Chen looked around at the Fallen Battlefield. Beneath was a patch of scarlet plain, covered in layers of bloodstain with enormous cracks plastered on the ground. They seemed like wounds of the ground that intersected together.

It’s hard to believe how brutal was the battle in ancient times.

“Right, why have we not seen any… corpses of the Fiend Clan?” Mu Chen looked at the bones littered on the ground and knitted his brows. He seems to have caught on something, which he figured after a good moment later that there doesn’t seem to be any skeletons of the Fiend Clans left around.

That doesn’t make sense as it was a brutal battle back then, and there shouldn’t only be the skeletons that belonged to their Great Thousand World. action

“The Fiend Clans are extremely abnormal. Their body would melt upon death and converted into corpse aura. These corpse aura are extremely vicious, and the moment they spread out, even the spiritual energy in the heavens and earth would be tainted and rendered unusable for others.”

Nine Nether pointed at this region and continued, “This Fallen Battlefield had also been tainted, but many powerhouses used Divine Abilities to cleanse the place. But even so, it took thousands of years for the spiritual energy to recover.”

Taint spiritual energy?

Mu Chen’s face couldn’t help changing with shock and a grave expression. The Great Thousand World formed the intersection for countless Lower Planes because the spiritual energy in the Great Thousand World was a superior existence. But the Fiend Clans are actually so sinister wanting to kill all the cultivators in the Great Thousand World.

It was unimaginable how great of a blow would it be for the Great Thousand World if the majority of the spiritual energy was lost.

Without spiritual energy, there won’t be anyone on the Great Thousand World to fight the Fiend Clan, and at that time, the entire Great Thousand World will fall under the Fiend Clan’s control. Losing spiritual energy, the cultivators will lose their strength as well.

“The Fiend Clans are truly sinister.” Mu Chen spoke softly. No wonder all the cultivators in the Great Thousand World had considered the Fiend Clans are mortal enemies. In ancient times, they even put down their differences and work together to resist the Fiend Clans’ invasion.

“Although we won in that battle, we didn’t actually win from the records.” Nine Nether gently sighed.

“Didn’t win?” Mu Chen’s gaze turned grave.

“Because the size of the current Great Thousand World is only half of that in ancient times.” Nine Nethe replied.

Mu Chen squinted his eyes with astonishment rising on his face. He looked at Nine Nether in disbelief as he muttered with great difficulty, “Then the other half…”

“Seized by the Fiend Clans. Although we managed to repel the Fiend Clans, the Great Thousand World also suffered a considerable loss. We did not recover our lost territories and only managed to preserve what was remaining.” Nine Nether answered.

Mu Chen’s face sank with unconcealable shock in his heart. Although he hadn’t fight with the Fiend Clans, the Fiend Clans is a load in everyone’s heart in the Great Thousand World.

“But you don’t have to be too worried. Although many of our powerhouses fell back then, our Great Thousand World is still powerful, and we do not lack of powerhouses. Take the father of Lin Jing we met in the Merchant Continent, and her father is the Martial Ancestor. And that lady you befriended with, in the Dragon-Phoenix Haven; her father is the Endless Fire Territory’s Flame Emperor. Also, don’t forget the legendary Grave Guardians, Azure Sword Saint of the Sword Domain, etc.…”

Nine Nether smiled, “These figures are considered pinnacle powerhouses even in ancient times, and they cannot be underestimated. If the Fiend Clans wants to invade us, those figures will definitely make a move.

Mu Chen gently nodded his head. Hearing those majestic names from Nine Nether, he couldn’t help feeling a surge of excitement in his heart.

He was yearning to the day that he could stand at the pinnacle of the Great Thousand World. At that time, he won’t be afraid of any obstacles that stand in his way.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Chen calmed the excitement in his heart. That height was his pursue, and he’s also confident in pursuing that height. He believes that he can also grow to that level, and he needs time to grow right now.

Hence, he had to find any opportunities out there to boost himself!

As the Great Havenlaw Domain was gathered here, Mandala stood with her hands behind. Although that figure was that of a petite girl, the pressure permeated from her even made the three Emperors lower their heads in revere.

“We’re already in the Fallen Battlefield, and I can sense that others are coming. Right now, the Fallen Battlefield had been turned into a genuine battlefield.” Mandala’s voice sounded out in everyone’s ears.

“Right now, we’ll just follow the plan. I will search for the Earth Sovereign Realms’ Treasuries with the three Emperors, and I have to depend on you guys for the Fallen Origin Pellet.”

Mandala looked at everyone as she continued, “I hope that you guys won’t disappoint me.”

“We will do our best!” The Kings all replied.

Nodding her head, Mandala waved her hand as streaks of light flew towards the Kings.

As they grabbed on it, it was turned into a jade strip that seems to be a simple map, and everyone received a different one.

“There’s a ruin located in every single one of those. This is the little of what we know, and you guys can only depend on yourself to obtain more.”

“Roger!” The Kings nodded their heads.

Mandala no long spoke at this scene as she swept her glance out. Her gaze briefly stopped on Mu Chen, which she gave a slight nod to signal him to be cautious.

The other Kings didn't notice Mandala's action. After all, she couldn’t show any special favoritism at this moment.

“Now, lead your troops and go.” Mu Chen spoke solemnly after taking a breath.

Everyone nodded their heads as they returned to their troops. Unleashing a roar, the ground trembled as the formation separated as each of the Kings flew in a different direction.

Mu Chen and Nine Nether did not separate as their separation would mean the separation of the Nine Nether Troop, which wasn’t a piece of good news for either of them. After all, going solo is dangerous and unwise in the Fallen Battlefield.

Hence, the two of them joined up and waved their hands, leading the Nine Nether Troop.

As the troops left, the grandeur of the Great Havenlaw Domain swiftly shrunk as Nine Nether stuck to the hill, looking at the leaving troops and slowly clenched her hand.

The Hunting War has finally been unfolded at this moment.