Saint Dragon Lower Plane: Slaying the Blood Demon General, Firing the First Shot of Humanity's Resistance!

Within the vast expanse of space, a glimmer of golden light flickered.

"It should be here."

Zhao Chen stretched out his hand. A spirit pearl glowing with white light continuously radiated an ultimate brilliance, and faint dragon roars could be heard. Within the pearl, an exquisite miniature white dragon swam ceaselessly.

Following the guidance of the White Dragon Spirit Pearl, it could roughly be determined that the lower plane that had been the homeland of the White Dragon Supreme lay within this empty, boundless region.

The passage connecting a lower plane to the Great Thousand World was not particularly large.

A flower held a world, a leaf held enlightenment.

Perhaps even a single grain of sand could be connected to a lower plane.

For ordinary people, finding a lower-plane passage was extraordinarily difficult.

According to the White Dragon Supreme, the passage to his homeland's lower plane had already been destroyed, leaving behind only a spatial node.

As long as that spatial node could be found, there would be a chance to reconstruct the plane passage and enter that lower plane.

For Zhao Chen, this was not much of a problem.

His vast divine sense spread out and merged into this stretch of space.

Before long, Zhao Chen opened his eyes.

The next moment, he had arrived elsewhere.

Before him appeared a black speck of light, as inconspicuous as dust.

No one would have believed that the spatial node connected to a lower plane was such a tiny point of light.

Zhao Chen pointed a finger, striking the small black point.

Intense spatial fluctuations rippled out at that moment.

Then, a ten-zhang spatial vortex resembling a black hole appeared before him.

Holding the White Dragon Spirit Pearl, he did not enter immediately.

Instead, he sealed off, restrained, and concealed this area