Battle the Insect Race Again

Chu Han's Spiritual Power locked onto the very center of the Secret Realm's mountains.

There stood the third-highest peak in the entire Secret Realm.

The mountain rose in majestic, imposing slopes, far surpassing the previous two peaks. An Origin aura of extraordinary density lingered within it.

No investigation was needed to tell that this mountain held dozens of times more Rice Crystals than either of the previous peaks.

But the danger here was unmatched as well.

The central peaks were fiercely contested by the strongest of the Human Race and the Insect Race. Countless top-tier factions held ground here, and battles large and small never ceased. Every moment, mighty fighters fell and opportunities changed hands.

The outer reaches were sealed off, layer upon layer, by fighters from every faction. Anyone who tried to enter a mountain without permission would be pursued, surrounded, and killed by their combined forces.

Even this third-largest peak was exceptionally dangerous and heavily guarded.

This place had long since become a death trap for the strong in more than name. The weak were certain to die if they entered, while even the strong struggled to survive.

Countless Peak Star Domain Realm fighters had met their ruin here. No one dared venture deep into its heart lightly.

Those who still held ground here belonged to factions formed by groups of powerful fighters.

To fight alone, one would need to have reached the late Star Realm or even higher.

Chu Han, however, felt not a trace of fear.

The Spatial Law stirred faintly around him as he disregarded the layered defenses and brutal fighting on the outskirts.

With a flash, he took the Blood Vine and Little Black through a Spatial Jump, passing straight through the outer battlefield and landing precisely in a cave at the very bottom