Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands - Chapter 552: Deep into the Ninth Level of Demon Suppression Sea

After Shen Mo finished speaking, Ao Qin and Lang Ben both nodded.

They had witnessed Shen Mo’s strength firsthand and naturally acknowledged his words.

“It’s fine, then. Let’s go,” Shi Tian also nodded his agreement.

But suddenly, Ao Guang looked at Shen Mo and said, “Shen Mo, I heard your Xuanwu Fortress is tinkering with a new type of war machine again.”

“If it works out, I hope to see its might with my own eyes. I’d like to see how it compares to the new Countercurrent Battle Platform we’ve developed at Panlong Fortress.”

The Countercurrent Battle Platform was a new station built by Panlong Fortress in recent years—bigger, stronger, and more formidable.

A single Countercurrent Battle Platform could accommodate dozens of Wavecutting Platforms and more than ten Wavecleaving Platforms, and its firepower was even greater.

Many Demon Suppression Fortresses had already spent large amounts of military merit to reserve one.

Shen Mo had already heard about the Countercurrent Battle Platform from Li Heitan and Wu Zhanyun.

Shen Mo smiled, “Don’t worry, General Ao Guang, you’ll see it soon enough.”

It was clear Ao Guang was deliberately picking a fight.

Panlong Fortress had closer ties to the demon race. Being a dragon, and with the longevity of the flood dragons, Ao Guang had turned to studying arrays, talismans, and military equipment after realizing he could no longer break through.

However, he was a jack-of-all-trades but master of none.

His knowledge was broad but shallow.

Ao Guang’s personality was extreme and prone to jealousy. Anyone better than him in these fields, he would envy.

Shen Mo had long heard about the temperament of the master of Panlong Fortress. With a great battle imminent, he couldn’t be bothered to deal with it.

Ao Guang had thrown a punch, but Shen Mo didn’t take it, leaving Ao Guang with the feeling of strength with nowhere to spend it.

Bai Liejiu let out a low chuckle, saying nothing.

Ao Guang relied on his seniority and always flaunted his age. Now that Shen Mo had left him speechless, the others could barely hide their amusement.

“Let’s go. It’s time to see what’s really going on at the ninth level.”

“It’s about time we got an answer as to what’s happened to the master of authority among the demon race,” said Tang Jinglong as he looked at the group.

All the experts at the Manifestation Realm nodded slightly.

Immediately, they plunged deep into the Demon Suppression Sea.

A group of Manifestation Realm experts advancing together created an immensely oppressive atmosphere.

Wherever they went, not a single Demon Suppression Guard dared stop them—they were all let through without question.

Thus, they quickly reached the ninth level.

The environment on the ninth level was extremely dark.

You could barely see your hand in front of your face.

Of course, this was after the mass death of the demon race, with their demonic energy diluted.

At their peak, the demon race made this place pitch black.

Not a trace of light could be seen.

Even as Manifestation Realm experts, even using spiritual power and blood energy to protect their eyes, they could only see within a hundred or so feet around themselves.

This was the demon race’s terrain advantage—one of their most powerful means of resisting the Demon Suppression Fortresses.

“So this is the ninth level? It doesn’t look much different from the previous eight.”

Lang Ben’s eyes glowed green as he looked around—an ability unique to the wolf race.

In this kind of environment, the demon race was much more at home than humans.

“There are a lot of demon corpses over there. Let’s go take a look.”

Shi Tian stretched out a paw and pointed in one direction.

The Manifestation Realm experts immediately followed.

Sure enough—

There were many fallen demons along the way, including some True Demon Lords at the peak.

“There are even several demon emperors dead here.”

Bai Liejiu frowned, even putting away the wine flask he had been holding to his lips, clearly troubled by what he saw.

“Look, there’s a massive hall over there.”

Thḭ𝙨 ςhȺp𝐭𝖾r ɩ𝖘 pՕṡţ𝘦𝕕 b𝕪 Ḱ𝘪ţᥱṅοѵℯ𝖑

Suddenly, Lang Ben noticed a huge black silhouette in the distance. Once he saw it clearly, he called out in a low voice.

All the experts perked up, hurrying toward that direction.

A grand hall on the ninth level—this was definitely an important place for the demon race!

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