Published: March 2, 2025
When this sudden wave of spiritual fluctuation appeared, Wen Yu immediately looked down.
Below him, the dim energy seemed to have increased significantly; these dark energy currents were constantly swirling in this place and expanding outward, as if this area were the source of the energy currents.
This was quite normal. In fact, Wen Yu had encountered similar scenes many times along the way. In his judgment, this should be an ancient battlefield. Since it was an ancient battlefield, there had to be distinctions between places where battles erupted and locations outside the battlefield. Naturally, the intensity of the energy currents in these two types of locations would differ. Wen Yu had no interest in exploring these differences, and after a brief observation, he chose to selectively ignore this spectacle.
However, this time was different.
The attractive force in his mind resurfaced, as if it were a clear coordinate, continuously reminding Wen Yu to hurry to a certain place. This attractive force had no malicious intent and lacked any autonomous consciousness, like a streetlight that could only be observed by Wen Yu.
As the attraction arose, the dark energy currents below suddenly surged like waves. These chaotic energy currents continuously pushed away the surrounding energies. After a brief observation, Wen Yu realized that the communication jade's positioning had become ineffective, which was largely related to these energy currents.
They had cut off the communication signal...
In response, Wen Yu merely glanced at the environment below.
It was a sinkhole, likely created by a powerful individual unleashing a devastating move that changed the landscape here. The ground was covered in cracks and scorch marks. After a simple assessment, Wen Yu estimated that the intensity of the battle that once took place here was quite high. Based on the remnants of the battlefield and the lingering energy fluctuations, Wen Yu could guess that at least ten or more eleventh level strongmen had participated in the battle here!
It was magnificent and quite rare—such power was enough to destroy an ordinary world, yet it had nothing to do with Wen Yu.
What had happened here was of no interest to Wen Yu; his primary objective was to find traces of Little White, so he paid no mind to the murmurs in his mind and headed straight toward the direction marked by the communication jade.
As long as he flew out of this area, the communication jade would naturally become effective again.
Perhaps the consciousness sensed Wen Yu's movement, and the calls ringing in his ears became noticeably more urgent. However, such trivial distractions could not interfere with Wen Yu's judgment. At that moment, he chose to ignore that strange attraction and flew forward.
Just as he was about to fly out of this region, the voice in his ear suddenly changed, and another voice spoke.
"People of the Demon Realm... My name is Akridas."
This call made Wen Yu pause, and his rapidly advancing figure came to a stop mid-air.
Wen Yu felt that this name was extremely familiar. As memories surged, he quickly identified the source of his familiarity with the name.
Akridas, also known as Lord of the Jiang Family!
One of the seven supreme commanders of the demonic clan military department, the supreme leader of the black-skinned demon creature race, an eleventh level strongman, commanding a vast army and more than one-tenth of the territory of the Demon Realm. This information was all gleaned from Little White's years of infiltration in the Demon Realm.
After all, the seven bigwigs of the demonic clan military department were well-known figures in the Demon Realm.
Wen Yu initially thought it was just a coincidence of names, but the next words completely dispelled his doubts.
"The spirit of the demon lord harmed me..."
The voice was intermittent, but its overall meaning was very clear!
A thought suddenly flashed through Wen Yu's mind. If this was Lord of the Jiang Family, then what about the one outside...
Combining this with the effects of the soul creation technique, Wen Yu immediately made a judgment. He looked down, and in the very center of the sinkhole, a light flickered as if responding to him.