Chapter 818: Trouble Comes Knocking
This warship, forged with thirty world-class magic engines, appeared from a distance like a moving sea city on this demonic ocean.
Majestic and incredibly vast.
The destination of this journey was the central capital of the Ten Thousand Demon Continent—[Ether City].
The Ten Thousand Demon Continent was originally the Azure Sky Island.
This island, which was comparable to a supercontinent, later sank into the vortex under the influence of the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss, situating itself between the Sacred Continent and the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss.
Now, it had become the frontline battlefield between the Sacred Continent and the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss.
On the Ten Thousand Demon Continent, all wild monsters had been severely affected, undergoing mutations. Their levels and strength were significantly higher than those of ordinary wild creatures in the outside world.
Some regional bosses were even stronger than bosses found in epic-tier dungeons.
Even at full speed, it took this top-tier warship a full day and night to reach the central vortex of the Azure Sky Sea.
Ling Zhan stood by the railing of the warship, gazing into the distance. The swirling vortex emanated a terrifying demonic aura, rotating endlessly, as if a bottomless black hole had been forcibly carved into the sea's surface.
[Notice: All esteemed guests, please return to your seating cabins. The warship is about to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Whirlpool.]
At this moment, an announcement echoed throughout the warship.
It was said that the spatial turbulence within the Ten Thousand Demon Whirlpool was so severe that even level 180 powerhouses found it difficult to withstand.
There were even past cases of level 180 powerhouses falling into the vortex and never being heard from again, likely swept away into some unknown, chaotic space.
After returning to the seating cabin…
Ling Zhan could distinctly feel the entire warship suddenly sinking. Even inside the seating cabin, all the Professionals could feel an intense sense of weightlessness.
Moments later, the bright, sunny scenery outside the windows was entirely consumed by a suffocating darkness.
The entire warship had activated an immense magical shield, enveloping and protecting itself completely.
"Roar!!"
Even more astonishing was the fact that the warship's energy shield wasn't only being struck by the terrifying spatial turbulence—but also by shadowy monsters lurking within the darkness, their true forms completely obscured.
"These were once creatures that lived in the Azure Sky Sea."
"But after being corrupted by the Ten Thousand Demon Miasma, they mutated beyond recognition, lost their consciousness, and seemingly gained eternal undeath. They've even adapted to the spatial turbulence here, becoming the 'residents' of this void space."
"The monsters here start at level 150, and level 160 to 170 monsters are extremely common."
At this moment…
A man sitting in front of Ling Zhan turned around with a friendly smile and explained.
This man had an average appearance and unremarkable demeanor. Even his aura was completely flat, making him seem like an ordinary person.
But Ling Zhan knew that anyone who had the qualifications to board this warship bound for the Ten Thousand Demon Battlefield was definitely not simple.
Acknowledging the explanation, Ling Zhan simply nodded in understanding.
Seeing that Ling Zhan didn't seem interested in chatting, the man just smiled and stopped talking.
The journey through this void space took quite a while.
Even with countless spatial jumps, the warship still took a full half a month to traverse the distance.
Yes, you heard that right—half a month.
By this point, the distance was beyond measurable in kilometers. Only 'light-years' could be used as a unit of reference.
Yet, even after descending this far, they were still a long way from the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss.
According to records, the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss was located at the planet's core.
And it continuously siphoned the planet's core energy to nourish and strengthen itself.
Because of this, even after all these years, the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss showed no signs of decline.
Half a month passed.
Ling Zhan and his divine beasts spent the entire journey on the warship.
Fortunately, the warship's living facilities were incredibly advanced, even featuring top-tier training facilities.
However, there was a minor incident during the trip.
This warship was carrying the top powerhouses from various nations.
And that was precisely the problem.
Among these top powerhouses, some were discreet and reserved, but others were arrogant and self-important fools.
Furthermore, the governing systems of different nations varied greatly.
Ever since the great empires of various races descended upon this world, the idea of 'universal equality' had long ceased to exist.
In these empires, social class divisions were incredibly strict.
Nine out of ten empires practiced some form of slavery.
As a result, these high-ranking elites from the great empires had lived lives of absolute privilege, where they could act with impunity—having whatever they wanted, be it wealth, women, or resources.
Within their respective nations, they were essentially untouchable.
Perhaps seeking to temper themselves through battle, many of these arrogant elites boarded this warship to the Ten Thousand Demon Battlefield.
In an environment filled with such powerhouses…
Even the smallest grievances could spark fights.
Over these past two weeks, Ling Zhan had witnessed at least twenty different battles break out.
Originally, he had thought that by staying in a quiet corner with his divine beasts, he could avoid these unnecessary conflicts.
But he was too naive.
If trouble was meant to come, there was no escaping it.
Perhaps because of his low-key demeanor, these so-called powerhouses assumed he was an easy target.
And so, on the eighth day, someone finally came looking for trouble.
It was a level 170 powerhouse from the Beastman Court, a member of the Pigman Tribe. He was tall and burly, with thick arms and a barrel chest, weighing at least a thousand pounds. As he walked, the ground seemed to tremble beneath his massive frame.
His appearance was hideous, making him look quite idiotic.
But there was no denying the terrifying aura of raw power radiating from his body.
His class was [Titancrusher War God].
A fourth-tier advancement of the Destroyer class.
His weapon specialty was the warhammer.
This class was characterized by high attack power, high defense, and high mobility.
Its weakness was poor stamina management.
However, in one-on-one duels, this class had a significant advantage.
Over the past few days…
Ling Zhan had already seen this 'Taric' from the Pigman Tribe defeat four other powerhouses in succession.
Among his fallen opponents, the weakest was level 170, while the strongest was level 180.
And this was entirely expected.
Unless someone was twenty or thirty levels higher, they wouldn't necessarily be able to crush their opponent in stats alone.
After all, there were many ways to gain attribute points beyond just leveling up.
Players could earn extra attributes through dungeon clear rewards, consuming attribute-enhancing elixirs and spirit fruits, or completing certain field trials issued by NPCs.
As a result, two level 30 Professionals could have vastly different stat totals—one with 600 points across four attributes, while the other had only 200.