Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 745 - 641 Netherworld Master

Toot—!

The long whistle echoing in his ears gradually faded away.

Aiven found himself standing in a lush primeval forest, with giant trees over a hundred meters tall, green grass, shrubs, streams, and dark green moss everywhere.

But when he looked behind from where he stood, he saw that beside this great forest was an endless expanse of azure skies and a vast sea of clouds. The strong winds in the high altitude swept across the broad forest, creating a loud, rustling roar.

It was not until he saw an enormous whale tail, seemingly capable of overshadowing half the sky, stirring the sea of clouds and propelling this land forward, that Aiven realized he was actually on the back of a gigantic whale, and the whistle was actually the sound of the whale's call.

He lightly stomped on the ground beneath his feet, a colossal presence beyond description. The broad back was like a piece of land, and the wrinkles in its skin were like canyons. Even if an Ancient Land Turtle came here, it might be hard to tell it apart.

Normally speaking.

The closer you get to the interior of the , it feels like a river network flowing from tributaries to the main stream.

The defensive forces built upon radiating treasures grow stronger, the Secret Realm's treasures become more precious and more numerous, and the extent of the Secret Realm will correspondingly expand.

But Aiven had only reached the third space and was almost tempted to believe this was another world outside the Material World.

Truly amazing to witness the mighty power of the , the peak representative of the Wizard School! Even the revered Life Tree School, which claims to be the Oldest School, never reached such glory throughout its long history!

Although Wizards at the Truth Embodiment stage are already equivalent to the personality of a Demigod, even those Demigods he had witnessed before—such as "Mother of Sea Monsters Echet," "Black Sea Goddess Hipponeo," or "Saint Angel Bellenus"—could not compare.

"With such power, obtaining remnants from ages past wouldn't be surprising."

Squeak, squeak...

Crackle, crackle…

However, before Aiven could deploy

to scout the forest, amid the sound of violent branches breaking in the woods, the sharp screeching of insects swiftly approached from afar.

Soon, two giant Spider Monsters, as large as hills, suddenly burst out from the forest.

Their heads had eight red eyes glimmering with filthy red glow, and their bodies were covered with black and reddish moss, which seemed to possess independent consciousness, continuously writhing. It was enough to send shivers down the spine of anyone with a fear of dense clusters.

Before they reached him, a frenzied and bloodthirsty aura was already surging in.

However, just as they were about to step out of the forest's boundary, two robust ancient trees behind them suddenly opened their eyes, their resilient branches twisting into arms, abruptly lifting their slightly smaller companions nearby.

Like flails swung by giants, they carried the force of wind and thunder, striking hard at the monsters' heads.

Boom—!

Simple! Furious! 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Yet the level of mutation in these Spider Monsters was evidently profound. As the moss wriggled on their dismembered bodies, they rapidly turned into small spider-like creatures resembling fluffy lumps, ready to pounce on Aiven once more.

"Previously, while waiting for the

to appear, there were various omens, among which the odd insect chirping was faintly audible. Now, after entering and consecutively passing through three spaces, I've encountered the traces of these creatures in every scene. It feels... a bit off."

Aiven had realized that insect-like Demon Monsters inside the

were indeed rampant. Furthermore, these insect-type Demon Monsters held strong hostility towards outsiders, seemingly intent on a relentless hunt.

Yet despite

manifesting thrice, each appearance in the Material World resulted in quite a high casualty rate, but no strange occurrences were documented.

At least, neither the , nor Jelos's notes contained any mention of this.

And the time of the most recent manifestation was clearly recorded, during the end of the "Dark Millennium." Aiven suspected new changes might have emerged during this period.

A trace of alert quietly emerged in his heart.

Hoo—

As the spider monsters closed in once again, Aiven took a deep breath, and a sudden gale arose within the forest.

Soon.

A blazing dragon breath, intermingled with gold and white and countless Fire Element Spirits, swept across the spider monster horde. Amidst the towering flames at this corner of the forest, the sound of insect chirps, shell bursting, and the smell of scorching... combined, transforming this area into a charred inferno.

From the Dragon Blood harvested from the

back then, the Tier 3 Dragon-man bloodline included eleven types, and the ordinary Dragon-man bloodlines amassed dozens, now offering Aiven the freedom to choose.

Thus, after activating the fourth essence "Compassion," besides the existing "Cosmic Dragon" and "Storm Dragon," Aiven implanted the "Flame Prison Dragon" bloodline into his third plugin slot.

In terms of direct destructive power, the Flame Dragon was undeniably stronger, especially against such foul and bizarre beings in front of him.

After vanquishing them, Aiven promptly ceased his attack, not igniting a blaze like he did in the Banshee Forest.

Since typically, at the third space, some companions would likely gather through the , aided by "Adventurer's Blood" or the . Given he was here, progressing alone quickly seemed pointless.