Published: March 2, 2025
Lin Haifeng’s words rendered Wen Yu speechless. He narrowed his eyes, staring at the monitor for a long time before finally nodding.
“Thank you…”
After saying this, Wen Yu picked up his coat and remarked, “I’ll leave the rest to you. I need to go back and catch up on some sleep,” before pushing the door open and leaving.
At the door, Long Er stood respectfully, holding a sealed brown paper bag.
“Sir, the Eternal Prison Cage has been set up, and the coordinates are in the bag. There’s also an access key… As for the construction workers, they have all been silenced!”
“Go ahead,” Wen Yu replied calmly, and then he vanished in a flash of light.
……
Returning to the courtyard, Wen Yu flopped onto the soft bed. The comfortable mattress allowed him to relax instantly, and soon, accompanied by the sound of snoring, it seemed he had entered dreamland.
However, in a certain location of the Layered Battlefield, another hidden Wen Yu suddenly opened his eyes.
“Boom!”
Accompanied by the splintering of soil, a figure burst forth from the soil of Zone Nine, Continental Plate 634.
This Wen Yu looked gaunt, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time, but as the air flowed into his nose and mouth, that malnourished appearance vanished completely in an instant.
Wen Yu quickly oriented himself and then, with dark powers flowing, disappeared into the distance.
……
At the headquarters of the Lone Wanderers' Mutual Aid Union.
At this moment, Bai Zheng was scribbling away, reviewing documents. Suddenly, he paused, sensing something, and glanced back. Behind him stood a figure clad in a black robe, partially concealed, staring at him.
“You seem to have gained quite a bit of weight.”
The newcomer spoke, and the familiar tone made Bai shake his head lightly.
“Alright, alright, I know I've been living rather decadently lately… You said the same a few days ago, no need to remind me again. Just tell me, what do you want this time?”
As he spoke, Bai took out a document from beside him and casually tossed it to Wen Yu.
“Take a look. Some of the troublesome demonic creatures you marked from your last assignment in Beijing have been cleared out. Hmm, it seems you didn’t come for this, did you?”
Wen Yu was silent for a moment before nodding.
“I want to borrow the Rift Device to head to the Demon Realm.”
“Don’t you have one yourself?”
Bai was somewhat doubtful, but Wen Yu simply replied, “No need to bother,” and seeing this, Bai, though puzzled that this Wen Yu seemed different from the ‘mysterious ultimate boss hidden within the Lone Wanderers' Mutual Aid Union,’ didn’t care too much about the details. He reached into his Spatial Ring, retrieved the Rift Device, and then opened the entrance to the Demon Realm.
“Do you need me to accompany you? You know, staying here is actually quite boring.”
“No, thanks,” Wen Yu replied simply, then stepped forward and entered the Demon Realm Gate.
When Wen Yu's figure disappeared, Bai’s eyes gleamed as he looked at the Rift Device. After a moment, he gently shook his head.
Not caring about the details and being unclear are two different concepts.
……
Demon Realm.
The sky remained dark and full of cracks, but super strong beings whose power had reached a certain level could clearly sense the significant changes that had occurred in the Demon Realm a few days ago.
The Demon Realm seemed to have become whole, becoming even more powerful…
This was an indescribable sensation, but the impact was indeed significant.
For example, mineral deposits had been reborn, certain areas regained developmental value, and some precious treasures resurfaced…
In this desolate and chaotic land of the Demon Realm, these things were enough to trigger a small-scale war. Under the guidance of certain interested parties, these “small-scale wars” led to more chain reactions.
The Demon Realm was not a utopia of united efforts and grand ambitions, although saying so might belittle some invaded worlds, it was indeed the truth—among the seven highest commanders of the military, their hearts did not align. Their territories intersected, and their private relationships varied in closeness. Although they could reach a consensus on certain major events, when a schemer called “spirit of the demon lord” was taken into account, the story could indeed warrant a lengthy discussion.