Hell Supreme Plane (Part 1)

Without realizing it, late autumn had arrived once again. Outside the wooden cabin by the lake, withered yellow leaves swirled as they drifted slowly to the ground.

"Luo Ya, have you decided which Supreme Plane we are going to?" Milia looked at the black-haired young man beside her with a smile.

Luo Ya looked at the distant azure sky and answered without hesitation, "Hell."

"As for the timing, let's make it soon."

Having cultivated to his current level of strength, it was about time to venture into the Supreme Planes.

A few months would be just enough time to properly enjoy the natural beauty scattered across the continent. The Valen Plane was vast, but he hadn't set foot in many places before.

"Traveling the continent? That sounds quite nice." Milia was also very much in favor of the proposal.

And so, very quickly.

The Luofu Mountain Range, the Moyun Mountain Range, the Parosi Empire, the Northrend Empire, the Elven Empire of Midgard, the Orc Grasslands, the Barbarian Plateau, the Southern Desert, the Northern Ice Plains, and even the distant Eastern Continent all bore the footprints of the two of them.

Once their travels ended and they had bid farewell to all their friends and family, they flew toward the Phantom Forest, filled with anticipation.

The Phantom Forest was precisely where the interplanar teleportation array of the Valen Plane was located.

For this trip to Hell, Luo Ya and the others only planned to bring Morti along. As for the Hellfire Phoenix Ignis and the Black Dragon Aoni, who had already refined a Godhead to become gods, they were all left behind in the Material Plane to protect Milia's parents.

Deep within the Phantom Forest, at the peak of the Kulu Mountain Range.

"I wish you good luck!"

After the Plane Overseer Laura activated the teleportation array, the three of them stepped inside together.

A dazzling, psychedelic light flared up, engulfing the three of them. By the time the light faded, the teleportation array was empty.

One of the four Supreme Planes, Hell!

A purple, cold moon, shaped like a sickle, hung in the night sky, casting a hazy, eerie purple moonlight that blanketed the boundless world below.

"Whoosh~"

Atop a mountain peak that pierced the clouds, gusts of breeze drifted past.

The terrain of Floating Cloud Peak was not particularly rugged, nor could its structure be called unique. It had only one defining characteristic: it was high!

As the highest peak in all of Hell, it had existed on the Bifu Continent since the very birth of Hell, witnessing the rise and fall of countless powerful beings.

At the summit of Floating Cloud Mountain stood a green castle thousands of meters tall. The ancient castle seemed as if it had existed since time immemorial, and from a distance, it emitted a faint, hazy, and peculiar halo in the night sky.

In the center of the green castle was a massive, perfectly level plaza paved with special bright yellow stone.

On this plaza sat two enormous magic arrays, each a hundred meters in diameter, their patterns incredibly complex and profound.

Beside each of these two magic arrays stood two burly men.

All four of them wore green tight-fitting outfits underneath, draped in green robes embroidered with gold trim, and each had a unique green mark on their foreheads.

"Did you watch that projection from last time?" The green-robed burly man with short brown hair was chatting with his companion.

The green-robed, red-haired man beside him nodded. "I went to see it with the captain. That Coles should already have the strength of a Six-Star Fiend." Within any single city, a Six-Star Fiend was already considered a major figure.

Just as they were talking—

"Hum~~"

On the plaza, one of the giant magic arrays once again emitted a hazy light, and three figures appeared in the center of the twisting array. When the hazy light vanished, the three figures were clearly revealed.

Standing at the front was a young man with short black hair wearing a black swordsman's outfit, beside him stood a beautiful woman with silver eyes and golden hair coiled up, and at the very back was a young man with snow-white hair and a horn, standing in the posture of a servant.

These three were none other than Luo Ya, Milia, and Morti.

All three of them curiously looked around.

"Such dense elemental energy!" Morti was the first to notice the extraordinary nature of Hell.

The Plane Overseer had mentioned this situation before, saying that cultivation speed in Hell would advance by leaps and bounds; it seemed that was indeed no lie.

Milia looked around, especially noting the four green-robed burly men who looked like soldiers, and felt a slight shock in her heart.

Midgods!

She hadn't expected that upon arriving in Hell, the soldiers guarding the teleportation array would be Midgods, and there were four of them at that.

It seemed that Hell was indeed a place only for the strong.

Luo Ya was also observing his surroundings. Although he had some understanding of Hell through the original work, that was merely text; feeling it in person now was naturally different.

"Rare indeed. The three people who arrived in Hell this time have all reached the god level. It seems one of them is even a Midgod. The three of them are quite smart; they didn't come over while still in the Saint Realm..."

The brown-haired, green-robed man looked at Luo Ya and the others and laughed. The green-robed, red-haired man beside him and the other two soldiers walked over as well. Leading them was a silver-haired man wearing a peculiar metal mask.

This silver-haired man had a pair of cold, dark golden eyes. He walked straight over and said indifferently, "Welcome to the world of the strong—Hell!"

He didn't speak to everyone who arrived; only god-level experts were worth a few words from him. After all, those who could become gods in the Material Plane were almost all geniuses; perhaps they would be powerful figures in the future.

Of course, that was provided they could survive first.

Luo Ya was also sizing up this silver-haired man. This guy wasn't hiding his aura, and the presence he exuded was very strong; he was likely a Midgod who had fused profound mysteries as well.

As for the others, they didn't seem much weaker than Bradic had been back then, at least if one didn't count innate divine abilities.

"You three, go wait over there for now!" The silver-haired man pointed toward the edge of the clearing, where dozens of beings were standing silently; nearly half of them were human, while the others belonged to various different races.

The silver-haired man's tone remained unchanged as he continued, "We will tell you everything you need to know. Tomorrow morning, we will send you on your way!"

Perhaps because they saw that Luo Ya was a Midgod, the silver-haired man and his companions were relatively amicable this time.

After speaking, the silver-haired man left with the other three.

"Let's go, we should wait over there." The three of them walked to the side of the clearing, looking at the other beings with a hint of curiosity.

These individuals had all come from various Material Planes, and their races were all quite different. Half of them were even species that did not exist on the Valen Plane.

During this time, the teleportation array lit up periodically, bringing in more lifeforms from the Material Planes, though only one of them was a Lowgod.

As time passed, one after another—humans, orcs, Magic Beasts... or simply lifeforms of other species—were successively teleported to Hell. By the time a sun with a tinge of red light leaped above the horizon and shone upon the castle atop Floating Cloud Mountain, the number of beings who had arrived in Hell from the Material Planes had already exceeded one hundred.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps rang out. From the courtyard gate not far away, green-robed figures emerged one after another, chatting and laughing with each other.

The hundred-plus green-robed figures split into several groups, and a woman with long pink hair, who appeared to be their leader, walked toward them with a smile.

Although this pink-haired woman looked dainty, cute, and very charming, none of the arrivals from the Material Planes dared to underestimate her, because they could not perceive the aura emanating from her at all.

Only Luo Ya's gaze narrowed slightly; this woman was a Highgod, and likely a powerful expert who had already fused profound mysteries.

"I will be responsible for this transport mission."

The moment the pink-haired woman's crisp voice faded, an old man in white robes stepped out from behind her.

The white-robed old man soared directly into the air, flying above the emerald-green castle.

A white light flared, and the old man transformed into a massive white dragon, fully a hundred meters long. Under the illumination of the blood-red sunlight, his white dragon scales emitted a dazzling radiance as the great white dragon coiled and circled above the emerald-green castle.

The march into Hell begins!