Trials of the Abyss

Pang Jian was taken aback.

"The Fey Race?"

The Solitary Mountain Range in Northern Qi was home to many wild beasts.

These wild beasts had once been the cornerstone of his livelihood, the source of his income for supporting his sister.

Even after the bizarre mist had started to spread from the northernmost region of the Solitary Mountain Range, only his old friend, the Gray Ape with the icy blue eyes, had awakened its intelligence.

There was not a single Vicious or Spirit Beast in the entire bizarre-mist-shrouded Northern Qi, and Pang Jian simply could not fathom how there could be a large number of the Fey Race.

Not wanting to waste time with endless questions, he used his divine sense to connect to the Giant Abyssal Serpent's mind and directly extracted its memories.w

Pang Jian was shaken to his core.

In the Giant Abyssal Serpent's memories, he saw hordes of the Fey Race emerging from the far north of the Solitary Mountain Range.

There were Black and White King Pythons, Ice Armor Beasts, Blood-Marked Pythons, Double-Faced Ghost Spiders, Golden Eagles, Fiery Solar Beasts, and more!

Vicious and Spirit Beasts appeared by the hundreds or even thousands.

Each beast exuded an extraordinary far different from any Vicious or Spirit Beast Pang Jian had ever encountered before.

Though they belonged to the same race, these Vicious Beasts seemed vastly stronger and more ferocious!

The Giant Abyssal Serpent and Yu Xin of the Celestial Race had just begun exploring the Solitary Mountain Range when hordes of the Fey Race attacked them.

Or, more precisely, attacked Yu Xin.

The Fey Race treated the Giant Abyssal Serpent as one of their own and captured the now Rank Eight Yu Xin, scolding the Giant Abyssal Serpent when it tried to defend her.

Helpless to do anything else, the Giant Abyssal Serpent feigned submission and secretly escaped when the Fey Race let down their guard.

Uncertain of what to do, the Giant Abyssal Serpent hid within a battered, shuttle-shaped flying vessel anchored within the bizarre mist shrouding Northern Qi and waited for it to drift out.

Once outside, it urgently contacted Pang Jian for help.

The Fey Race emerged from the far north… Pang Jian pondered, mind racing.

He could not help but think of the Gray Ape.

Back at Central Lake Island, when that black turtle's soul escaped from Dong Tianze's Divine Spirit Pagoda, it flew toward the bizarre mist in the far north! Pang Jian recalled. Father also disappeared into the far north of the Solitary Mountain Range!

The northernmost region of the Solitary Mountain Range is covered in bizarre mist and is likely close to the northern boundary wall of the Fourth World.

Hordes of the Fey Race appeared from the bizarre mist there.

Is there another continent or fragmented land concealed within the bizarre mist shrouding the far north of the Solitary Mountain Range? Pang Jian wondered. A continent or fragmented land where hordes of the Fey Race have existed in secret?

Whoosh!

A crimson streak shot out from the bizarre mist shrouding Northern Qi.

It was a Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf with crimson fur, intelligent scarlet eyes, and a massive body engulfed in blazing flames.

Sizzle!

Sparks of ghostly fire, manifested from its bloodline, danced within the blazing flames engulfing the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf.

Even from dozens of zhang away, Pang Jian could feel the intense fiery aura emanating from it.

The surge of violent blood essence from it made Pang Jian's pupils contract.

Though the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf had a Rank Eight bloodline, it seemed far more formidable than any Rank Eight Vicious Beast Pang Jian had encountered before.

This included the Rank Eight Demon Armor Beast and the other Rank Eight foreign race warriors that had attempted to block their escape from the Fourth World.

Even the Rank Eight Flame Dragon, Long Yan—whom he had met outside the Spirit Offering—paled in comparison to the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf before him.

It was undoubtedly the most powerful Rank Eight Vicious or Spirit Beast he had ever seen!

"Master, th-that's the one…" The Giant Abyssal Serpent whimpered.

The Rank Eight Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf transformed into a tall, slender man with fiery red hair.

"Master? Another master?" the man scolded frustratedly. "You carry the blood of the Black Dragon, yet you regard that Celestial Race woman as your master. Now, you call this one master as well!

"We, the Fey Race, were once the rulers of the Abyss. All other races should bow beneath our feet!

"You're a disgrace to us!

"The lowly races of the Fifth World have enslaved you for so long that you haven't even awakened the true power of the Black Dragon bloodline in you!

"Remember, the foreign races in the Fifth World will never truly accept you! They suppressed your intellect and your Black Dragon bloodline.

"You're one of us! The noble bloodline of the ancient Fey Race flows within you!

"Get back here!" the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf snarled.

Boom!

The sparks of ghostly fire coalesced into blazing whips before wrapping around the Rank Seven Giant Abyssal Serpent and dragging it into the bizarre mist.

"So, the murky energy has indeed spread throughout the Fourth World—it's begun!" The Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf's human eyes gleamed with excitement. "This time will be different from before! The true opportunity for our Fey Race has finally arrived!"

Howl!

Towering pillars of flames shot skyward when he howled at the sky.

His profound bloodline pulsed and resonated within each pillar of flames.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The pillars of flames resembled erupting volcanoes as they spewed fire.

An intense aura burst forth as if intent on incinerating the fragmented land and all life on it.

"The foreign races, the human race, and all intelligent beings not part of the Fey Race will pay the price!"

A pillar of flames shot toward Pang Jian.

The fiery pool within Pang Jian's spiritual sea allowed him to sense the terrifying fire energy within the pillar. Not daring to be careless, he hastily summoned the Heart of Winter.

The divine artifact's icy light formed layers of thick ice.

Boom!

The pillar of flames crashed into the ice.

Sparks of ghostly fire carrying the ancestral bloodline of the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf melted through the ice embodying the Ice Demon's Dao of Cold.

Pang Jian was shaken to his core when he felt the Dao of Fire surging within the pillar of flames. It was like an eruption of volcanoes that threatened to annihilate all life.

The Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf looked shocked.

Pang Jian swiftly maneuvered the Heart of Winter to evade as the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf let out another piercing howl to summon more pillars of flames,

Whoosh!

The Heart of Winter teleported to the sky dozens of li away

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The pillars of flames transformed back into blazing whips and swirled around the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf as he reverted back into his wolf form.

Momentarily ignoring Pang Jian, the Rank Eight Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf shifted his focus to the nearby flying vessels belonging to the foreign races instead.

The blazing whips fused into one to become a flowing river of flames.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The river of flames crashed into several nearby flying vessels, reducing the Mountain Ghost Race, the Wood Race, and the Radiant Race on board to ashes.

Despite this, the Vicious Beasts all remained unharmed.

"Vicious and Spirit Beasts are all part of my Fey Race! The foreign races of the Fifth World have enslaved you, suppressing your bloodline and intelligence, making you serve them as mounts!" the Rank Eight Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf cried. "How pathetic! How lamentable!"

The Rank Eight Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf followed the river of flames toward more of the foreign races' flying vessels.

Roar!

The Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf howled as he clawed through flying vessels spanning dozens of zhang long. Flames danced on its fur, instantly reducing any foreign race warriors that came into contact with them to charred remains.

The Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf ruthlessly slaughtered Rank Six and Rank Seven foreign race warriors, even claiming the life of a Rank Eight Radiant Race warrior in his relentless rampage.

"You probably have no idea how powerful we once were. Your ancestors only defeated us because of their numbers!" he growled. "You lowly foreign races could never hope to rival us at the same bloodline rank!

"You feared us. That's why you suppressed the bloodlines and the intelligence of those you call Vicious Beasts, making them weak and servile!"

The Rank Eight Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf butchered the foreign race warriors with reckless abandon, scattering earthflames and blazing infernos with every strike.

He had single-handedly driven the surrounding foreign race warriors into complete disarray.

After dispatching the Rank Eight Radiant Race warrior, he tore through a similarly ranked warrior from the Mountain Ghost Race.

The Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf sneered, "The Mountain Ghost Race, filthy creatures that dwell in crevices! The dark, damp underground is where you belong, hiding forever in the shadows like the vermin you are!

"It's too bad you had the misfortune of crossing paths with us, the ancient Fey Race, in this vast world! Now, there's nowhere for you to escape!"

Whoosh!

The Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf transformed once more into his human form—a tall man with flaming red hair—holding up the burning heads of the Rank Eight Radiant Race and Mountain Ghost Race.

He raised them toward the gloomy sky of the Fourth World with a howl, as if simultaneously releasing his pent-up frustration and showing his defiance.

Pang Jian watched this unfold from afar with a grave expression.

After witnessing the true might of the ancient Fey Race, Pang Jian realized the so-called Rank Eight Vicious and Spirit Beasts he had encountered before simply could not compare to this Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf that had fully awakened its bloodline.

The complete and unsuppressed bloodline of the ancient Fey Race had truly awe-inspiring combat prowess.

Even if the three Rank Eight warriors from the Flame Race, the Ghost Race, and the Demon Bull Race he had fought against on the Fey Spirit Continent joined forces, they would likely still fall short of defeating this Rank Eight Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf.

An ancient Fey Race warrior could rival several foreign race warriors in the same bloodline rank, especially with their naturally massive beast forms.

Given the human race's general parity with the foreign races in combat prowess, it would also likely take several cultivators to contend with a single Fey Race warrior of the same rank.

The formidable combat prowess of the Fey Race had left Pang Jian in awe.

No wonder the past World Gods sought to persuade the Rank Ten black turtle and Celestial Phoenix to join the fight.

It likely took multiple True Gods to kill the Celestial Phoenix, even requiring the ancient Thunder Dragon to defect and lend aid.

The Fey Race is truly formidable. If their Rank Tens number at even half of the human race's True Gods, it would be enough for them to rival the human race.

Their Rank Tens cannot be left unchecked.

So, this is the truth behind the foreign races' suppression of Vicious Beasts' bloodlines and the human race's betrayals of the Fey Race.

Pang Jian's thoughts surged wildly. The Rank Eight Scarlet-Eyed Demon Wolf's ferocious combat prowess had given him insight into many hidden truths.

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