Published: March 2, 2025
The area of the Demon Palace is vast, and combined with the ancient files that Wen Yu obtained, many passages have been abandoned, which caused Wen Yu to spend extra time.
After leaving Neerles, it took Wen Yu about three days to reach the -872 level of the Demon Palace. It was at this moment that Wen Yu finally received the signal transmitted by Bai.
Time dragged on too long—however, this could not be changed by personal will; the distance was fixed, and there was nothing Wen Yu could do. Even though Bai had sent out a distress signal, Wen Yu still had to methodically explore, find his way, and proceed to the next level, step by step.
At this moment, Wen Yu could only hope that Bai could hold on a bit longer; otherwise, he wouldn’t blame Wen Yu for fleeing.
Along the way, Wen Yu naturally maintained the necessary vigilance, but the anticipated ambush did not occur. A brief thought made Wen Yu realize that the current level had not reached the preset ambush location of the Demon Palace Security Bureau. In other words, the distance between Wen Yu and Bai was still quite far.
Wen Yu did not feel much psychological burden about this; he just continued to hide his presence and followed the route in the files to find the passages, nothing more than that. Along the way, Wen Yu also attempted to communicate with Bai using the communication jade, but it seemed Bai was entangled in some pressing matters, as there was no response. Thus, three more days passed like this.
…
A brief sensation of dizziness flashed by as Wen Yu instantly crossed from the -910 level to the -911 level of the Demon Palace. As soon as he landed, he immediately sensed that something was wrong with the environment here.
A peculiar aura lingered in the air, as if it were the ruins of a war; everywhere was filled with erratic energy flows and remnants of skill fluctuations. These residual energy flows incessantly tore at the space here, opening rift after rift. Wen Yu made a simple assessment and realized that these fluctuations had existed for far too long; this place resembled an ancient battlefield.
The information in his mind surged up.
The -911 level of the Demon Palace was originally the Origin Power Research Institute, dedicated to analyzing the composition and application methods of origin power, the importance of which need not be mentioned. However, it seemed that this so-called Origin Power Research Institute was likely nothing but a fleeting memory now.
Disordered scents continuously flooded Wen Yu’s mouth and nose, and the messages within were too chaotic to discern. Even using all his strength, it was difficult for Wen Yu to determine if there was any danger present, even his soul perception was the same.
After a while, Wen Yu took out the communication jade once again… Here, the communication signal between him and Bai was significantly stronger, without the previous static noises. However, Bai on the other side still did not respond.
“It should be here.”
Although he couldn’t discern any danger, his intuition keenly warned Wen Yu that something was amiss, so he pondered for a moment and slowly flew towards the distance.
…
The residual energy fluctuations and dark currents in the air did not hinder Wen Yu at all; he simply followed the predetermined route and moved forward. However, the surprise came too suddenly. At one moment, when four figures unexpectedly appeared in Wen Yu's sight, he immediately accelerated, shooting towards the distance.
“Bai!”
Wen Yu’s soul fluctuations abruptly reached the ears of the four in the distance, who turned around in surprise to look at him.
“You finally made it.”
Bai stepped forward with a beaming smile and said to Wen Yu, whose face was also filled with smiles. He looked at the four present, and a hint of a smile slowly flickered in his eyes.
“You didn’t encounter any danger, did you?”
It was like an old friend reunion; when Wen Yu’s mental fluctuations reached Bai's ears, Bai just smiled. He casually took a few steps forward and unintentionally stood in front of Wen Yu.