The Great Ruler - Chapter 832

Chapter 832

When the canopy-like black storm disappeared, the entire land became rowdy as a few forces beamed into lights and flitted fiercely towards the Meteorfall Battlefield . The sight was incredibly spectacular .

The army of the Daluo Territory acted under Mandela's command . As she waved her hand, the army flitted over the large crack, which was about 10,000 feet deep, before they rushed onto the battlefield .

When the army reached the battlefield, everyone could feel a sharp chill engulfing them . The cold was odd, as it was unblockable by any strong spiritual energy . This phenomenon caused the army to be slightly disorganized, but the sensation was quickly calmed down under the lords' control .

Mu Chen was standing at the forefront of the Nine Nether Troop . He was looking at the gray sky with a stern look on his face . His sense for spiritual energy seemed to be greatly disturbed here . The chilliness from the cold seemed to surround him, and he could not shake it off . Although it appeared that the cold inflicted no real harm, it caused Mu Chen to feel ill at ease .

"Be careful . Thousands of top powers left their lives on this battlefield, and that is why the natural spiritual energy here seems to have mixed with the thoughts from the dead . It is rather troublesome, as it is invisible and intangible . If one gets too much of it, it will enter into the body and consume your spiritual energy . Eventually, it will significantly damage your combat effectiveness," Nine Nether reminded the troop from the sidelines .

"To resolve this hidden danger, you will need to rely on the supreme yang power . "

"Supreme yang power?" Mu Chen's heart skipped a beat . His spiritual energy had cultivated the Unperishable Flame and the Netherworld Thunder Heart before . To a certain extent, they could be the natural enemies of these strange forces .

When he thought of this, he activated his mind power, and a purple flame flashed through his body . His body was filled with heat, and the chilliness disappeared completely . A pleasant and comfortable feeling passed through him, relieving the troubled expression on Mu Chen's face .

"No wonder it is a forbidden place," Mu Chen sighed softly . This Meteorfall Battlefield was indeed a forbidden place . They had just entered the battlefield, and the first thing they met was troublesome energy that even tyrannical spiritual energy could not stop except by using some special power .

To resolve the chilliness, Mu Chen started to look around the battlefield . Currently, the Red Plains that the army was on seemed to be washed over and covered with layers of blood . There were huge and hideous-looking cracks, as if they were scars on the Earth entangling themselves . It was such a horrifying scene .

It was hard to imagine how destructive the wars were when they broke out in ancient times .

"Oh, why didn't we see those bones from the extraterritorial races?" Mu Chen looked at the white bones occasionally exposed on the ground . He knit his brows and felt something was amiss . After a short while, he finally realized that he had not seen any bones here that belonged to the extraterritorial races .

This was apparently illogical, as it was impossible to have only the bones of their people in the Great Thousand World when such destructive wars broke out .

"The extraterritorial races were very wicked . Once they died, their bodies melted and turned into corpse gas . The corpse gas was extremely poisonous . Once it spread, the entire spiritual energy in the world became eroded and polluted . Absorbing the energy would be impossible for cultivation," Nine Nether explained .

Nine Nether pointed to the land and continued, "Meteorfall Battlefield was once polluted as well . But after the war, many top powers used their Grand Super Power to nurture the land to its original state . Even so, it took thousands of years to regain its spiritual energy here . "

Polluting the spiritual energy?

Mu Chen could not help but change the expression on his face . Deep horror and seriousness were swirling within his eyes . The reason why the Great Thousand World could become a gathering place for many lower planes was partly due to the existence of its high-end spiritual energy . The extraterritorial races turned out to be so vicious that they simply wanted to utterly obliterate the source of all the practitioners in the Great Thousand World .

Mu Chen could imagine that this would be a fatal blow to the world if most of the regions in the Great Thousand World were to lose their spiritual energies .

Without the spiritual energies, the Great Thousand World would definitely not be a match for the extraterritorial races . The entire Great Thousand World would be controlled by them, and those who had lost their spiritual energy would be at their mercy .

"They are really vicious," Mu Chen said in a low voice . It was no wonder that all the practitioners in the Great Thousand World regarded the extraterritorial races as their foes . Back in the ancient times, they even abandoned all their grievances and joined forces to work against the attacks of the extraterritorial races .

"In that ancient war, although it seemed that we had won, in fact, it was not a win according to the information I got from the old books in the family . " Nine Nether let out a soft sigh .

"Not a win?" Mu Chen gave her a stern look .

"The Great Thousand World of today is only half of what it was in the ancient times," Nine Nether said .

Mu Chen suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a surge of fear appeared on his face . He looked at Nine Nether incredulously . He asked with difficulty, "The remaining half…"

Nine Nether answered, "It was, of course, occupied by the extraterritorial races . Even though we had repelled the aggression, we had also suffered heavy losses . There was insufficient strength to recover the lost land, and all we could do was guard the remaining continents . "

Mu Chen kept quiet as he was quite shocked . Although he had not interacted with anyone from the extraterritorial races, they were still the biggest weight in the hearts of the top powers in the Great Thousand World . It was like a fishbone getting stuck in the throat .

"But don't worry too much about it . Even though numerous top powers from the Great Thousand World perished in that ancient battle, we still have a galaxy of talents and big shots such as the Martial Ancestor—the father of Lin Jing, whom we met in the City of Trade . Or the Flame Emperor from the Endless Fire Territory, whose daughter was the girl you met at the Dragon-Phoenix Rift . Or the caretaker from the Land of All Tombs . Last but not least, the Green Shirt Sword Saint from the Sword City . . . "

Nine Nether smiled . "All these great people were considered the invincible masters in the ancient times . Their strength can never be underestimated . If the extraterritorial races were to create trouble, these people would definitely help . "

Mu Chen nodded . As he listened to Nine Nether reciting all the big names from the Great Thousand World with her rosy lips, he could not help but feel excited about it . This is how it should be when one became a top power .

He was hoping that one day, he would be able to stand on the top of this world without any fear of obstacles lying in front of him .

Phew . . .

Mu Chen took a deep breath to suppress his excitement . That was his goal, to become stronger . He had the confidence to reach that level, and he believed that he could do it . But he needed time to grow .

Right now, he needed a chance to make himself stronger .

The people from the top level of Daluo Territory gathered on a hilltop in the Red Plains . Mandela was standing at the highest point with her hands clasped behind her . She may have seemed small in size, but the sense of oppression she exuded could even make top powers like the Third Prince lower his head in respect .

"We have entered the Meteorfall Battlefield . I can sense that the rest of the people have stormed into this place . The current battlefield has turned into a war zone . " Mandela's faint voice resounded in everyone's ears .

"We will start following our plans now . The Third Prince and I will detect the secret hiding location of the Earthly Sovereign, and the mission for snatching the Meteorfall Alchemy will fall on everyone . "

Mandela looked closely at everyone . "I hope you all will not let me down . "

"We will do our best!" the lords said with stern voices .

Mandela nodded before she waved her hand, and light rays beamed towards the lords .

Mu Chen and the rest of them felt something in their hands . The rays turned into scrolls with a simple map on each one of them . Apparently, everyone had a different piece of the map .

"There is a relic on each of the maps in your hands . This is the only information we have currently, and if you want to get more information about the relics, you will have to explore on your own . "

"Yes!" The lords all nodded .

Mandela did not speak any further . She swept her golden gaze on the lords and paused briefly on Mu Chen . Her chin dipped quite unnoticeably to remind him to be careful .

Mandela's move was very subtle, hence none of the lords noticed . After all, she could not show any differential treatment at this time .

Mandela took a deep breath and said, "Since the instructions are clear, all lords will lead your various troops and set off . "

The lords nodded and headed back to the place where their respective troops were . As the commands were issued, the earth rumbled, and beams of light flitted out from the main army of the Daluo Territory . They were howling like the wind in all different directions .

Mu Chen and Nine Nether did not go their separate ways, as the Nine Nether Troops would be split as well . This would not be a good move for them . After all, to fight single-handedly in this Meteorfall Battlefield had no benefits at all .

Therefore, both of them combined their troops, and the soldiers flitted out at a hand signal . The scene was spectacular .

As the troops left the main army one by one, the size of the original army shrank rapidly . Mandela stood on the hill, looking in the direction where the troops had left . She tightly clenched her small fist .

The stage was finally set for the Big Hunting War .