Lin Moyu remained unaware of the turmoil unfolding within the Holy Overseer Church.
Before him, a Poison Lich spun slowly, glowing with a green light.
Having self-destructed earlier, the Poison Lich had returned to its designated level.
Lin Moyu had used the blood essence of the Poison God, a mid-tier God. That drop of blood essence contained overwhelming power.
The Angel Holy Spirit had been corroded and dissolved by the poison, not even a trace left behind.
Even her main body, the Angel statue within the Holy Overseer Church, was destroyed, the poison traveling through a spatial passage to reach it.
Watching the spinning Poison Lich, Lin Moyu was filled with awe at the Poison God's power.
A single drop of the Poison God's blood essence could eliminate a fake God-level powerhouse. And yet, even such a fearso being had ultimately fallen.
What truly happened back then?
The battle ended. The Wind-Lightning Ocean returned to normal.
After neutralizing the Wind-Lightning Algae Cluster and harvesting the Lightning Algae, Lin Moyu resud his flight toward the Wind-Lightning Continent.
His brief encounter with Kled and the others was a re distraction, already forgotten in the blink of an eye.
This ti, he slowed his pace, summoning Skeletal Berserk Warriors mid-flight to replenish his forces.
Lightning streaked across the sky, slamming into Lin Moyu. Soon, savage winds joined the fray.
The winds cut like blades, striking him alongside bolts of lightning.
These fierce winds and relentless lightning were the source of the Wind-Lightning Ocean’s na.
His Bone Armor glowed under the onslaught, cracking and shattering repeatedly.
At first, Lin Moyu kept recasting the Bone Armor, but eventually grew too lazy to bother.
Anyway, he had a massive skeleton army to absorb the damage, enough to carry him safely to the Wind-Lightning Continent.
Once he arrived, he could summon his full undead army and let the Lich Generals handle the healing.
The rest of the journey passed without incident.
Twenty minutes later, Lin Moyu crossed the Wind-Lightning Ocean and officially reached the Wind-Lightning Continent.
He landed atop a coastal cliff. The storm had faded, no more howling winds or crackling lightning.
He imdiately summoned his undead army, letting the Lich Generals begin the healing process.
While they worked, he took a mont to study the unfamiliar land before him.
In terms of danger, the lower layer could be ranked as follows.
The eastern Divine Dragon Continent was the safest, essentially a human stronghold, with the largest number of humans.
The southern Savagewild and northern Wind-Lightning Continents were similar in threat level, both teeming with danger.
The western Fallenstar Continent was the most perilous of all.
Unlike the Divine Dragon Continent, the Wind-Lightning Continent had far fewer humans, while the Demons and Dragonkind were more prevalent.
The three races had remained locked in unrelenting hostility for countless generations. Their hatred was ancient, etched deep into their very bones.
Lin Moyu had read about this in the books. He was prepared, ready for the battles to co.
Taking out the map, he located his current position, roughly 10,000 kiloters from the Wind-Lightning Canyon.
At his current pace, he estimated it would take around four hours to reach it.
That was assuming, of course, nothing slowed him down along the way.
But delays were almost guaranteed.
With his undead army fully restored and the lost Skeletal Berserk Warriors replenished, Lin Moyu surged forward.
His figure flickered, cutting through the air as he sped toward Wind-Lightning Canyon.
Compared to when he first arrived in the lower layer, Lin Moyu was far more confident.
Back then, the re sight of level-80 monsters had made him instinctively retreat, engaging only when absolutely necessary.
But now, he understood his own strength.
As long as he didn’t run into freakish, world rank bosses like the Giant Leaf Mother Tree, he had little to fear.
anwhile, in the Abyssal World, Mina knelt before the Succubus Queen, “Great Queen, Lin Moyu has entered the lower layer.”
She recounted her encounter in detail, not omitting the fact that she had fled without putting up a fight.
In her view, retreating from an unbeatable foe was perfectly logical. Her life mattered more than pride.
The Succubus Queen didn’t rebuke her. Instead, she closed her eyes in contemplation.
“Level 52… and he managed to enter the lower layer.”
“The last you saw him, he was still in the core area of the upper layer.”
“It seems Lin Moyu has encountered that person.”
“Only that person has the power to send him to the lower layer.”
Mina looked up, puzzled. She didn’t know who the Succubus Queen was referring to, but from the tone, it was clearly soone terrifying.
Even the Succubus Queen, one of the most powerful beings in the Abyssal World, didn’t have the ability to send soone under level 70 to the lower layer.
The Succubus Queen’s lips curled into a playful smile, “If that’s the case… then Lin Moyu must have made a deal with that person.”
“But their deal is their business. It doesn’t concern . What matters is this: Lin Moyu is now in the lower layer. This is our best opportunity.”
She turned to Mina, “Go. Inform the Darkfiend King that Lin Moyu has gone to the lower layer. If he wants him dead, now is the ti to strike.”
“If he plans to send soone after him, assist them. You did leave a mark on Lin Moyu, didn’t you?”
Mina responded without hesitation, “Yes, I did.”
Aside from their talents in seduction and soul control, the Succubus race possessed another unique ability. They could leave a secret mark.
At level 83, Mina’s mark was subtle enough that even soone as powerful as Lin Moyu couldn’t detect it.
With the Succubus Queen’s command in mind, Mina departed swiftly to find the Darkfiend King.
Once she was gone, the Succubus Queen chuckled softly, her voice sultry and dangerous, “When it cos to the Demon Emperor’s order, I can’t disobey.”
“But when it cos to suicidal missions, let Darkfiend handle that. I’d much rather sit back and enjoy the show.”
As her laughter echoed through the palace, the Abyssal Fire surged, radiating a strange aura.
After arriving in the Wind-Lightning Continent, Lin Moyu was first greeted by the sight of towering Lightning Trees.
This land was ho to two iconic plant species: Wind Petal and Lightning Tree.
Lightning Trees had a unique trait, they attracted lightning.
With every thousand lightning strikes, the Lightning Trees would grow taller by a fraction.
At the first thousand lightning strikes, they would beco platinum-grade materials.
After enduring ten thousand strikes, the Lightning Trees would evolve into quasi-legendary-grade materials.
And according to ancient lore, the trees that withstood ten million strikes could transform into legendary-grade materials.
But that, of course, was just a legend. No one had ever witnessed such a thing.
Ten million lightning strikes, just the thought of it was dreadful.
While Lightning Trees were coveted for their exceptional materials, they were also extrely dangerous.
They weren’t just normal plants, but plant-type monsters, and worse, they existed in clusters.
As long as you didn’t provoke them, they’d remain dormant. But once disturbed, they would retaliate with the entire clusters.
Even seasoned class users avoided them when possible.
A vast mountain range below was blanketed in Lightning Trees, too many to count.
Lin Moyu watched as lightning poured from the skies, slamming into the trees.
The entire mountain blazed with light, a blinding spectacle of raw, chaotic power.
Lin Moyu soared high overhead, with no intention of provoking the trees.
His current target was the Lightning Burial Canyon.
But suddenly, several black dots appeared in the distant sky.
They moved swiftly, cutting through the lightning, and rapidly grew larger in his vision.
“Dragonkind warships.”
Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed. He hadn’t expected to run into Dragonkind warships here.
But sothing felt off. Their trajectory… they were flying straight toward him.
Had the Dragonkind sohow detected him ahead of ti?
Eight Dragonkind warships surged through the sky, heading directly for Lin Moyu. They had locked onto him the mont he entered the Wind-Lightning Canyon.
It wasn’t a coincidence.
Lin Moyu carried an unmistakable Dragonkind aura, a lingering mark from the thousands, perhaps more than ten thousand, of Dragonkind he had slain.
This aura wouldn’t fade anyti soon. In fact, it only grew more intense with ti.
To the Dragonkind, Lin Moyu was like a blazing fireball in the night, impossible to miss.
After a brief mont of surprise, Lin Moyu understood exactly why they had co.
Ever since Lin Moyu had first entered the Immorial Battlefield and killed his first Dragonkind, he could be easily discovered by the Dragonkind and swiftly targeted.
Looking back now, the reason was clear: the Dragonkind aura that clung to him like a curse.
Realizing there was no point in fleeing, Lin Moyu simply stopped in midair, calmly waiting.
The eight Dragonkind warships were clearly a different class, unlike the larger, slower vessels he’d encountered before.
They were roughly a third smaller, but far faster and seemingly more advanced in firepower.
If the earlier warships were elentary-grade, then these were clearly advanced-grade.
The Dragonkind warships closed the gap with terrifying speed.
When Lin Moyu first spotted them, they were still over 10,000 ters away.
Now, in the blink of an eye, they were nearly upon him.
“They’re very fast. Faster than .” Lin Moyu thought, narrowing his eyes
His internal estimate pegged their velocity at over 2,000 ters per second, well beyond his own speed.
At that rate, evasion in open air was impossible. His only chance of escape would be to dive toward the ground.
Then, at just over 3,000 ters away, all eight warships suddenly lit up.
A mont later, eight colossal energy beams exploded forth, racing through the air, straight toward Lin Moyu.
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