Ambush

Hell truly lives up to its name as a Supreme Plane—it is far vaster than any Material Plane.

The group had departed from the Teleportation Array, and by now, Jie Ning and the others had been flying for half a month, yet there was still no sign of reaching their destination.

"Jie Ning, the Material Plane you were born in is really blessed," said Kami, a member of the Blade Army, with envy.

Over the past half month, Jie Ning and Mosang had managed some simple exchanges with the Blade Army members, and Kami had become the closest among them.

Mosang agreed, "Yeah, as far as I remember, the Material Plane I came from never stopped warring—either you attacked me, or I had to counterattack."

"When I was weak, I almost got dragged into a battlefield and nearly fell there."

"What's that compared to me? I was once someone's slave," Kami said with a hint of envy.

During this time, Jie Ning had learned that most of the group were divine beasts or special life forms, born with the innate ability to sense the energy of heaven and earth.

To put it plainly, aside from Jie Ning and the other two from the Bana Continent, only Kami, whom they had just met, had grown up from an ordinary life form.

That was why Kami felt especially close to Jie Ning, who had also originated from an ordinary life.

As for Gru and the others, they were too weak as mere Low-Gods to mention...

"But I really envy you, Kami. You've actually seen an Overgod with your own eyes," Mosang said, looking at Kami with admiration. "Are Overgods truly as unfathomably powerful as they say?"

This was something Kami had just mentioned himself.

"Heh heh," Kami grinned smugly. "Let me tell you, the might of an Overgod is far beyond anything you can imagine."

"Back then, the Overgod just formed a massive face out of divine power and appeared before us. Everyone present was instantly frozen—we could only think, but couldn't do anything else. Even now, looking back, I still feel I had no ability to resist."

"Luckily, the Overgod only passed down Battle Qi and magic before disappearing. I was fortunate—the Battle Qi and Fire Element magic he bestowed were both things I could cultivate."

Jie Ning narrowed his eyes. Only one Overgod appeared?

"...I cultivated in secret, and later found a chance to overthrow that 'master' of mine. You have no idea how satisfying that was."

"The only pity was that I got hunted afterward. With no other choice, I used a Teleportation Array to come to Hell, fought my way up, and that's how I got my current strength." Kami was clearly proud of this past, striking a pose like a successful entrepreneur reminiscing about his early struggles.

"Keep in mind, I was only in the Saint Realm back then."

At this, not only Jie Ning and Mosang were stunned—for a moment, everyone who had just arrived in Hell looked at Kami with respect and envy.

Over this period, they had all come to understand that coming to Hell as a Saint Realm was overestimating even a one-in-a-thousand chance of survival.

Kami's face beamed with a smile; he clearly enjoyed this feeling.

"Come off it, Kami. You were just lucky—a Saint Realm stumbling into Hell, running into the Blade Army, and shamelessly insisting on becoming Brother Beile's follower. And Brother Beile happened to fall for that act," someone from the Blade Army cut in, apparently unwilling to let Kami bask in his glory.

"Meiluo, just say whether what I said is true or not. In Hell, for newcomers, luck matters way more than strength," Kami shot back without a care.

"Tch~" Meiluo didn't say more; there was no real grudge between them, he just couldn't stand it and had to jab.

Seeing Meiluo drop it, Kami grew even more animated, continuing to boast to Jie Ning and Mosang.

"Let me tell you, later on, because I had seen an Overgod, I was even personally summoned by Lord Army Lord himself!" When he mentioned the Army Lord, Kami's eyes filled with boundless yearning and reverence.

"One day, I'll become a powerhouse just like Lord Army Lord."

As soon as Kami said this, it was like poking a hornet's nest.

"Oh, please, little Kami, you want to become a powerhouse like Lord Army Lord?"

"Kami, when we get back to the city, you might as well sleep for a few years—this dream of yours is going to be tough to pull off."

"Among us, maybe only Brother Beile has a chance to catch up to Lord Army Lord."

"Exactly, Brother Beile is the one..."

In an instant, the whole group's atmosphere grew lively.

"Enough," came a voice from the front of the group. Beile, noticing the commotion behind him, turned back and gave a soft reprimand. "Is Lord Army Lord someone you can casually discuss?"

At Beile's words, the chatter died down, though everyone tacitly dropped the topic of the Army Lord. Still, the teasing aimed at Kami continued unabated.

Jie Ning noticed that when Beile turned around, the corner of his lips seemed to twitch upward, as if he could barely suppress a smile.

Kami, being ribbed, immediately flew over to argue with the others.

Clearly, one person was no match for a group, so he eventually gave up and returned to Jie Ning and Mosang.

His expression turned a bit sullen, so he tried to change the subject to lift his mood. "Jie Ning, you said your continent has Battle Qi and magic too. Have you ever seen an Overgod?"

Suddenly, everyone's attention focused on Jie Ning.

Jie Ning shook his head. "I don't have your good fortune. By the time I was born, the Overgod's descent was already over a hundred thousand years in the past."

"Then your luck really is bad," Kami said, his mood instantly brightening again.

Jie Ning thought to himself, Good luck? I'd rather not have it—if the Overgod descended while I was around, I might have been unlucky enough to get wiped out on the spot.

"Still, I envy you. Your plane is so peaceful," Kami finally said, expressing his admiration for Jie Ning.

"I was just lucky too. It's mainly because the senior powerhouses didn't want their Material Plane to be plagued by too much war, so they left us juniors a peaceful environment." Jie Ning didn't reveal that Korur and the others were the "senior powerhouses" he mentioned—such fame wouldn't do them any good now.

"But speaking of which, Kami, we've been flying for so long now. How much farther is it to our destination?" Jie Ning asked curiously.

"If it weren't for those guys, we'd almost be there," Kami said, glancing at the Low-Gods at the back of the group. "At this speed, it should take about another half month."

This was still the speed at which everyone had the blessing of Beile's Divine Domain.

Of course, Beile's Divine Domain only served a supporting role, preventing anyone from falling behind. After all, directly flying with so many people would be a considerable drain on his divine power.

In Hell, every God-level being must understand the importance of always maintaining sufficient divine power to avoid unexpected incidents.

The group chatted idly, as this was the only way to pass the time on such a long journey.

"Let me tell you, in Hell, don't let your guard down just because the road is long," Kami kindly reminded them. "Sometimes, just when you relax, bandits will attack from the side."

"With so many of us, who would dare to atta..." Mosang was about to ask when a massive attack came hurtling toward them from the mountain range below.

Jie Ning felt a strong sense of threat from that attack.

If I were hit without any defense, I'd probably be severely injured, Jie Ning had a vague feeling.

Beile detected the attack the moment it appeared and, with a wave of his hand, sent a counterattack upward.

The moment the two attacks collided, a tremendous surge of air caused most people's bodies to sway slightly.

"Enemy attack. Stay alert," Beile's stern voice finally rang in everyone's ears.

The next moment, Jie Ning saw all the Blade Army members begin to move. They flowed smoothly and orderly without interfering with each other, and their final positions formed a line that surrounded the Low-Gods in the group, allowing them to support one another.

"And Kami, next time, keep your mouth shut," Beile said, his expression relaxing a bit as he cast a warning glance at Kami.

Kami didn't dare argue and could only give an awkward smile.

You two, when the fight starts, stay close to Kami. If anyone attacks the Low-Gods, you're responsible for protecting them, Jie Ning suddenly heard Beile's voice in his ear.

Jie Ning glanced at Kami and Beile, who both looked back—clearly, they had all received the telepathic message.

"Yes." *3

"Didn't expect to run into big fish," someone said as over twenty figures flew up from the mountain range below. Among them were two High-Gods, and the rest were Middle-Gods.

Jie Ning did a quick mental calculation: not counting their own Low-Gods, the enemy had three more Middle-Gods than their side.

This situation doesn't look good.

"Qiukadi, what does the Black Dragon Fortress mean by this?" Beile seemed to recognize the newcomer.

"Are you declaring war on our Blade Army?"

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