Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

At the instant the spiritual fluctuations abruptly appeared, Wen Yu immediately looked downward.

Below, the dim energy seemed to have increased significantly, these energy currents kept swirling at this place, while simultaneously expanding outwards, this place seemed like the source of these energy currents.

This was normal; in fact, Wen Yu had seen this scene many times along the way. In Wen Yu’s judgment, this should be an ancient battlefield, and since it’s an ancient battlefield, there surely would be a difference between the combat outbreak location and other locations outside the battlefield. The intensity of energy currents in these two locations naturally differs, and Wen Yu had no idle interest in exploring these differences. After a brief glance, he selectively ignored such sights.

Yet this time, it was different.

The attraction in his mind emerged once again, akin to a clear coordinate, incessantly reminding Wen Yu to quickly head to a certain place. This attraction held no malice and possessed no autonomous consciousness, just like a streetlight that only Wen Yu could observe.

As the attraction arose, the energy currents below suddenly surged like ocean waves, these chaotic energy currents kept pushing away other surrounding energies. Wen Yu observed briefly and found that the communication jade token’s positioning failed, greatly related to these energy currents.

They interrupted the communication signals...

Regarding this, Wen Yu merely took a simple glance at the environment below.

It was a sinkhole, likely formed by some powerful expert unleashing a mighty move that forcibly altered the landform here. The ground was riddled with cracks and scorched marks. After a simple assessment, Wen Yu speculated that the intensity of the battle that happened here was quite high. Merely judging by the remaining battlefield marks and the lingering energy waves, Wen Yu could guess that there were at least ten Level 11 powerful experts involved in the battle here!

Very magnificent and very rare—such power would be enough to destroy a normal world, yet it still had nothing to do with Wen Yu.

Wen Yu had no interest in whatever had happened here before; currently, finding Bai’s trace was the primary task, so Wen Yu entirely ignored the constant murmuring in his mind and directly flew toward the direction previously marked by the communication jade token.

As long as he flew out of this area, the communication jade token would naturally become effective again.

Perhaps that consciousness noticed Wen Yu’s movements; the voice calling in Wen Yu’s ear suddenly became more urgent, but such trivial interference couldn’t affect Wen Yu’s judgment. At this moment, Wen Yu selectively ignored that odd attraction and headed forward without distraction.

Until he was about to fly out of this area, the voice beside Wen Yu’s ear abruptly changed, another voice emerged.

”Person of the Demon Realm... my name is Aclidias.”

This call made Wen Yu’s steps halt, and his swiftly moving figure stopped in mid-air.

Wen Yu felt this name extremely familiar. As his memory surged, shortly, Wen Yu found the root of the familiarity with this name.

Aclidias had another title—Black River Sovereign!

One of the top seven commanders of the Demon Clan Army, the highest leader of the Soot Skin Demon Fiend tribe, a Level 11 powerful expert, holding a vast military force and more than a tenth of the Demon Realm’s territory. These were the results of Little White’s years of lurking in the Demon Realm.

After all, the seven big bosses of the Demon Clan Army were indeed well known in the Demon Realm.

Wen Yu initially thought it was merely a duplicate name, yet the subsequent voice completely dispelled Wen Yu’s doubts.

”The Demon Spirit harmed me...”

The voice was intermittent, but the general gist was expressed very clearly!

A thought suddenly flashed in Wen Yu’s mind—if the one here is Black River Sovereign, then the one outside...

Connecting it to the effect of the Soul Abiogenetic Creation Skill, Wen Yu immediately had a judgment. He looked downward; the most central part of the sinkhole briefly lit up as if responding to Wen Yu.

Wen Yu’s eyes glimmered...

It piqued Wen Yu’s interest.

...

The energy currents brushed against Wen Yu; they playfully lifted the heaven-covering robe, akin to wind blowing through Wen Yu’s hair. On any Peak Level 10 professionist, these energy currents would be considered a fatal blow, yet to Wen Yu, they felt like a warm and gentle breeze.

As Wen Yu got closer to the sinkhole’s center, the thoughts in his mind increased, ultimately turning into a long tube-shaped test tube...

The last scene during the battle with the Origin Extraction Device still lingered in Wen Yu’s mind to this day. As for Demon Spirit, Wen Yu found it quite peculiar, maintaining a low profile in the Demon Realm. According to the information from Little White, even among the seven leaders of the Demon Clan Army, Demon Spirit belongs to an insignificant presence. Yet the strange soul puppets seen outside the Demon Palace seemed to tell Wen Yu another story.

Compared to the Demon Lord and Dominator, those lofty beings, Wen Yu even felt that Demon Spirit poses a greater threat to him. And now, with some clues here, Wen Yu certainly did not want to give up.

As for Bai’s issue, after briefly thinking, Wen Yu chuckled lightly.

Anyway, he had already waited for three days, and now it seemed, waiting for a few more hours should be fine, right? Well, it seems not to be a big problem...

Having made this decision in his heart, Wen Yu’s pace gradually quickened.

As Wen Yu took step after step forward, the voices in his ear gradually grew louder, yet lost the previous peculiar self-introduction with seemingly self-awareness, reverting to the ”here... here...” tone.

Regarding the principle, Wen Yu briefly thought and roughly understood—having existed here for so long, yet the Demon Palace Security Bureau hadn’t discovered the secret—is probably because Black River Sovereign used some kind of means, isolating the demons from this voice’s frequency.

The prior Demon Realm person seemed to describe Wen Yu’s identity, yet after pondering, Wen Yu realized it was distinguishing—he separated the Demon Realm person and the Demon Palace person into two, maybe in Black River Sovereign’s eyes, so-called demons of the Demon Palace are not of the same species as himself...

Coupled with the strange survival environment here, Wen Yu’s heart pondered further.

He just walked step by step to the very center of the sinkhole, when Wen Yu stood at the place where the light had just flashed and looked down, he saw an inconspicuous gray object suddenly light up.

Wen Yu bent down to pick it up, and the next second, a gentle yet weakening energy flow instantly streamed into Wen Yu’s body.

Upon first contact, Wen Yu ruled out the trap scenario. This energy flow was merely an information carrier, reminiscent of the memory images left by Heavenly Dao once. Wen Yu’s inner peace allowed this energy flow to stream into his mind.

The next second, the scene before his eyes abruptly changed.