Chapter 1093: Lord of Hell, Plane Battlefield

On the boundless azure earth, mountains stretched endlessly, cloaked in vast, flourishing forests. At the very center of this world, a giant towering ten thousand kilometers stood upright, its head pressed against the sky and its feet upon the earth. Half of its colossal body protruded out of the world, resembling a god who created the world.

Its true form was so immense that it covered the world entirely. The atmosphere, two thousand kilometers thick, only reached as high as its shins, making its figure appear all the more overwhelming. Within this world, nearly one hundred billion four-armed aliens, each ten meters tall, gazed on that sky-piercing figure with despair on their faces.

Centered on that towering giant, golden-red radiance spread across the sky, weaving into a vast array of principles that blanketed the entire atmosphere. Countless lives let out shrill, hopeless screams in their glow. Be it the four-armed aliens or the mutated beasts that dwelled within the forests and mountains, all of their bodies collapsed, dissolving into endless red and black smoke that rose into the sky.

The red mist carried an incomparably dense life aura, endlessly gathering to form a massive blood-red lotus of life beneath the world-ending giant’s feet. The black smoke brimmed with death, despair, and hatred, condensing into a passage of hopelessness that pierced through the world and into the chaotic void.

Witnessing this, the Dragon Emperor of the End’s golden vertical pupils froze. That world-ending giant was sacrificing an entire world, offering up all life within it in exchange for detachment. So ruthless and venomous, even the Dragon Emperor had never seen such a thing before.

Though the Purgatory Primordial Ancestor had once devoured all, absorbing every life across billions of kilometers, those creatures were contaminated by demonic qi and belonged, in essence, to its power. That could only be considered a return, not true devouring.

Of course, how many lives this world-ending giant slew mattered little to the Dragon Emperor, so long as it wasn’t the Solar System.

The Dragon Emperor rumbled in a low growl.

Slow down, Saixitia, Xiao Yi. Keep your distance. This fellow is very powerful, there might be a fierce battle soon.

The Silver Colossal Dragon roared with excitement.

Ao Tian, go on, blast that thing apart!

It loved nothing more than watching the Dragon Emperor tear apart colossal beasts. On the Dragon Emperor’s head, the Little Purple Dragon eagerly waved its claws.

Big Brother, charge! Xiao Yi has saved plenty of drool to help you recover. Blast that fellow apart, let its blood flow like rivers and dye the starry skies.

Two violent little fellows.

The Dragon Emperor’s mouth twitched.

Whoosh!

Shrouded in black-red power, the Silver and Purple Dragons retreated swiftly, withdrawing tens of thousands of kilometers in the blink of an eye. Meanwhile, endless power gathered within the Dragon Emperor, its icy gaze fixed on the world-ending giant whose shoulders and head had already squeezed out of the world into the chaotic void.

However, that giant had ceased struggling. Its eyes glowed red as it slowly turned to face the Dragon Emperor, a grave look hidden within. From the two-hundred-kilometer frame of that beast, it sensed an immense danger.

Though the aura it released only matched the beginning stage of the true spirit level, as a semi-primordial being who had already condensed primordial qi, the giant instinctively perceived that this beast before it hid terrifying power within.

This chaotic void beast is strong, incomparably strong! So this is truly the legendary Eternal Upper Realm, the ocean that all detached beings return to. To meet such a terrifying beast at random...

As the Dragon Emperor stood a million kilometers away, waiting for the giant to break free of the world and enter the chaotic void, an unexpected change occurred. In the Dragon Emperor’s astonished gaze, the giant, which had already half escaped, cast it a long, deep look. Then its massive body abruptly contracted, abandoning its detachment.

Boom!

The vortex lost its supporting power and collapsed with a roar. The void trembled violently, birthing a muddy tidal wave that swept across more than a million kilometers.

The sudden turn left even the Dragon Emperor pausing.

That fellow... gave up?

In the next instant, however, its eyes narrowed.

No. It must have mistaken me for a common chaotic beast. It likely plans to wait until I leave before accumulating power again and reattempting its descent.

Such a process of sacrificing an entire Great Thousand World and condensing limitless power for detachment couldn’t be interrupted. Otherwise, not only would that world-ending giant fall back from the semi-primordial level, but its foundation would suffer irreparable damage, forever losing hope of breaking through.

This fellow is cautious indeed.

Even as chaotic storms raged across the void, the Dragon Emperor slowly turned its massive frame, flying back toward the Silver Dragon and the others.

Of course, it had no intention of letting that world-ending giant go. A semi-primordial being with primordial qi budding within its body was no different than a supreme tonic for the Dragon Emperor. It might not immediately reach the middle stage of the true spirit level after devouring that giant, but it wouldn’t be far off.

𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Semi-primordial beings referred to those whose true forms had begun transforming toward the primordial level, but who had yet to condense their life-bound ability and the Primordial Heavens. Just like the Dragon Emperor when it activated Divine Fusion, such colossal beasts carried energy more than tenfold that of a peak true spirit.

What the Dragon Emperor coveted was not only the giant’s body and its energy, but also the lotus of life condensed from the sacrifice of an entire world’s lives. That lotus carried pure creation power. In some ways, it was even stronger than a single strand of world creation power.

That lotus of life was likely the Silver Dragon’s destined fortune. If lucky enough to consume just one seed, it could step directly into the ancient titan level. Likewise, if Chen Chu could refine a lotus seed, he too could rapidly fuse with a second supreme principle. Should he refine two, the vast creation power could even push him to break through to the true spirit level before reaching the human divine regions.

By then, whether in beast form or human form, his strength would be unmatched beyond the chaotic heavens. Therefore, that world-ending giant was doomed.

The chaotic void raged violently as the colossal black-red beast let out a ferocious roar that shook the world, carrying the Silver and Purple Dragons away until they gradually vanished from sight.

Meanwhile, as the Dragon Emperor lay hidden in the shadows, patiently watching that semi-primordial "beast," the human delegation’s black battleship had already flown billions of kilometers. Ahead stretched a boundless crimson world, the skies and earth both filled with drifting pink petals.

"Big Brother Chen, up ahead is the Flower Sea Forbidden Zone," Shi Feitong pointed toward the front. "This place is rather peculiar, shrouded in some powerful principle. Those petals fall endlessly from nowhere, never wilting. Because of their influence, this entire region is suffused with a power that affects the spirit. Any life that enters is trapped in illusions forever, unable to escape. Of course, this level of spiritual influence has no effect on us."

Chen Chu nodded. "I understand. I’ll remind the others not to leave the protection of the battleship’s force field."

Shi Feitong turned back toward him. "Lately, I’ve felt my realm loosening. I plan to enter seclusion and attempt a breakthrough to the middle stage of the true spirit level."

"Congratulations," Chen Chu said with a smile.

Shi Feitong had been at the beginning stage of the true spirit level for many years, and only now had she accumulated enough to attempt the middle stage. That alone showed just how monstrous the Dragon Emperor’s growth rate truly was.

After exchanging a few words with Chen Chu, Shi Feitong entered seclusion within the Tongtian Pavilion. However, just as Chen Chu stepped out of the pavilion, standing in the skies and preparing to check on Xia Youhui, his eyes flickered, and he lifted his gaze upward.

At his brow, a crimson eye slowly manifested. It was the Hell’s Eye, born from the fusion of the Supreme Hell's mark and the Blood Sea Purgatory domain. The blood sea churned within the eye; the Supreme Hell was calling to him.

After a brief pause, Chen Chu didn’t resist the summons.

Boom!

Centered on him, endless scarlet light erupted, like a boundless blood sea surging in tsunami waves, drowning the world. It was as if hell itself had descended. Within that endless crimson realm, a phantom clad in blood robes slowly emerged, towering ten thousand kilometers high and exuding terrifying oppression from the primordial level. Though only an avatar of will and true form, the pressure it released shattered the void and shook the principles of heaven and earth.

Gazing at that somewhat familiar figure, Chen Chu slowly said, "Lord Alvaron, it has been a long time."

He naturally recognized this fearsome being. Back when he broke through to the mythical level, stormed the Alliance of Gods, slew several demon kings, and tore apart the projection of the Supreme Abyss they had summoned, he had drawn forth the descent of this Lord of Hell. It was then that he had received the identity of Hell Apostle, which had helped him escape death on multiple occasions.

Even with his colossal beast form as the anchor, Chen Chu could never have returned from the Lost World of ten thousand years past without the ability to leap through his hell coordinates. Without those coordinates as a safeguard, he wouldn’t even have dared to crush the time crystal core in the first place back then.

That star-sized figure lowered its head slightly, looking at the black-haired youth standing on the void. After a moment of silence, it finally spoke, its voice thundering across the world. "...No wonder you are the apostle marked by the supreme will. Your growth has exceeded even my expectations."

Sensing the vast power faintly emanating from Chen Chu’s body, even Alvaron felt a trace of shock. It remembered this human clearly. After all, it had personally accepted him as a Hell Apostle. If it recalled correctly, their last meeting was only a few day-cycles ago.

For such beings, time meant little. A few day-cycles were no different than a brief slumber. Yet this lifeform, once as insignificant as an ant before it, had in such a short span grown to a level even it had to acknowledge. Though Chen Chu’s cultivation appeared to be at the peak of the ancient titan level, his true power was no weaker than the peak Hell Kings under Alvaron’s command.

Chen Chu smiled faintly, speaking with humility. "I still fall far short compared to you, Lord Alvaron. May I ask why you have summoned me so suddenly?"

"I do indeed have a matter." Alvaron’s voice rumbled. "As my Hell Apostle, when your strength reaches the level where you can participate in planar battles, I will descend again to extend my invitation."

"Planar battles? What are those?" Chen Chu raised his brow.

Just as Alvaron prepared to explain, its massive form quivered slightly. "This place lies near the slumbering grounds of that supreme being. My will cannot remain for long."

Boom!

Alvaron stretched out a hand. Blood-colored light gathered in its grasp, condensing into a palm-sized disc surrounded by radiating crimson spikes.

"All information about the plane battlefield is within. If you are interested—"

Boom!

Before it could finish, the crimson world shook violently, and a terrifying aura descended.

Bang!

Under the oppressive weight of the mythical world’s Heavenly Dao, the blood-colored realm and Alvaron’s vast will projection instantly collapsed.

Such was the strength of the mythical world. Even the Lord of Hell from the fifth layer of the supreme planes could not maintain a thread of will for long here, even when borrowing the power of the Hell Plane. Its primordial true form had no possibility of descending at all..

Within the inner skies of the battleship, Chen Chu looked at the crimson disc floating before him. After a moment’s thought, he extended his hand and grasped it, his divine soul will flowing into it.

Hum!

The crimson spiked disc quivered slightly, releasing a blood-red glow as countless strands of profound information surged into Chen Chu’s mind. That information included introductions to the mentioned planar battles, along with images of terrifying figures.

The planar battles referred to the battles of the four supreme planes: the Supreme Hell, the Supreme Dark-Red World, the Supreme Celestial Realm, and the Supreme Abyss. These battles spanned countless worlds, planes, and the chaotic void.

The four supreme planes were peculiar. They no longer possessed the form of a single world, but existed as concepts stretching across endless worlds and time-spaces. Shadows of these supreme planes appeared in countless worlds.

Each supreme plane had its own agents. For instance, beings such as Alvaron, a Lord of Hell on a certain layer above the primordial level; a Lord of the Abyss; or perhaps the Dark-Red Destruction Beast, or a Heavenly Emperor.

The relationship between such entities and the supreme planes was unique. They weren’t in a hierarchy, but rather in coexistence. By borrowing the power of the supreme planes to invade and plunder other worlds, they expanded the influence of their plane, while at the same time gaining strength themselves.

This path of cultivation through conquest and pillage allowed their growth to far outpace others of the same realm who advanced only by steady accumulation. After reaching the primordial level, not every being could continue climbing higher. Many stagnated for tens, even hundreds of thousands of years without advancing a single step.

Thus, many primordial beings chose to join the four supreme planes and wage war across the heavens. These beings were not only those born of the mythical world, but also from other worlds, such as the world-ending giant the Dragon Emperor had encountered, which had been attempting to detach and step into the chaotic void.

That Alvaron had personally descended to seek Chen Chu out and invite him to join the planar battles was proof enough that he was not meant to be mere cannon fodder. As one who carried a hell coordinate and even possessed a permanent territory within the Hell Plane, Chen Chu’s status as an apostle was already very high. He had the potential to become a Lord of Hell on one of its layers.

Therefore, once he descended on the plane battlefield, he wouldn’t fight at the bottom, but command an army of Hell, and lead legions to invade and annihilate other worlds, including those of the supreme planes themselves.

So long as he led his Hell legions in conquering planes, defeating the agents of other supreme planes, and devouring the origins of worlds and planes, his strength would soar at a terrifying rate, far beyond that of normal cultivators of his level.

"Planar battles, huh? Sounds rather interesting." Chen Chu gazed at the Hell Lord Token in his hand, a token he needed only to crush to descend to the battlefield. Slowly, he put it away.

Even if he intended to set foot on the plane battlefield for a glimpse, it would only be after he broke through to the true spirit level, reached the human divine regions, and met the True Radiant Sky Emperor to learn more about the chaotic heavens.

For now, Chen Chu was like a blind man regarding those. Though he had gathered fragments of information, they only left him feeling more muddled.

The six human divine regions, the peak civilizations surrounding them, the powerful civilizations beyond, the colossal beasts that plunged deep into the chaotic void after breaking through to the primordial level to wage war against mighty races, and now the involvement of the four supreme planes and the plane battlefield that stretched across endless worlds and time...

It was all too messy.