Chapter 5772 The Devil Race’s Layout
Upon entering the battlefield, Long Chen immediately spread his senses. He wove through the gaps between the devils and delved deeper into their territory. The further he advanced, the fewer groups he encountered, but their strength increased significantly.
“It seems the new generation of devil experts has reached its limit. Now, they are using the violet blood race to carry out a bloody trial for their young geniuses.”
The deeper Long Chen ventured, the more he saw true experts—hardened warriors forged through endless slaughter. Moreover, their path to power was built upon the corpses of their own race. In this regard, the devil race's brutal hierarchy was even crueler than the violet blood race’s.
After all, the devil race’s reproductive rate was a hundred times that of the human race. They had to control the population, or there wouldn’t be enough resources to go around.
After traveling for two hours, Long Chen saw that the number of devils continued to shrink... until he reached a region guarded only by a single devil.
When Long Chen stepped into this domain, the devil expert's eyes snapped open, scanning his surroundings suspiciously. He seemed to have sensed something.
Long Chen’s heart trembled. This warrior was formidable—his perception was sharp even from such a great distance. Hence, Long Chen retreated silently.
The devil expert frowned and muttered, “Am I being too impatient? It should take over a month before they reach this place... I’ll just keep waiting.”
With that, he closed his eyes, allowing devil qi to swirl around him once more.
Long Chen hesitated but ultimately chose not to advance further. This devil couldn’t sense Long Chen as accurately as Long Chen could sense him, so his power was definitely inferior to Long Chen’s. However, if Long Chen were to get any closer, he would likely be sensed.
If Long Chen pressed on, he risked alerting the devil race too early. That would jeopardize Luo Yanfeng and the others’ steady growth.
In the end, Long Chen decided to stay where he was and extended his divine sense stealthily into the ground.
What he discovered confirmed his suspicions. Countless underground rivers carried violet blood energy deeper into the devil race’s territory. Right beneath the meditating devil expert was a tiny whirlpool that drew in violet blood energy from the river.
“The violet blood race sees the devils as pigs to kill, but the devils are doing the same to them. When the devils slay violet blood disciples, they can absorb a portion of their energy to strengthen themselves. Another portion is funneled into a grand formation at their headquarters, empowering their elite warriors,” Long Chen muttered.
Now, the devil race’s strategy became clear to Long Chen. No wonder they only defended, making no aggressive moves despite their heavy losses. Everything was unfolding exactly as they had planned. The frontline devil experts were mere bait to lure the violet blood race into a battle of attrition.
Suddenly, thousands of Heavenly Dao Fruits rained into the primal chaos space. That meant thousands of violet blood disciples had perished at once.
To suffer such casualties at once, these disciples had likely been lured too deep, blinded by greed, and ambushed by powerful devil experts.
Scanning the fruits, Long Chen noted that many bore five or six veins. That told him the violet blood race had hardened its resolve.
While the violet blood race’s experts possessed boundless potential, it only awakened under the pressure of near-death experiences. As a result, they could only toughen up and go through the trials.
Their awakening came at a terrible price, and there was no way for the weaker disciples to take things one step at a time. Just like that, the experts they had accumulated over many years underwent a merciless culling.
Long Chen had been on the battlefield for just six hours, yet already, hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Dao Fruits were piled beneath the Heavenly Dao Tree. Each one represented a life lost. A heavy feeling settled over Long Chen, but he knew there was nothing he could do to change this brutal reality.
He separated the violet blood race’s fruits from the rest, keeping only the devil race’s nine-vein and thirteen-vein fruits. The rest were cast into the black soil to be consumed.
At this point, Long Chen still didn’t know what to do with the top Heavenly Dao Fruits from the devil race. But he could always keep them and decide in the future.
Long Chen tried following the underground rivers once more to check on the altar, but this time, he saw a barrier around it. Moreover, his divine sense was unable to penetrate it. It seemed that his previous probing hadn’t gone unnoticed. He had no choice but to retreat.
He carefully scouted the area and saw a defensive line of experts here. Sneaking in right under their noses wasn’t too realistic. After making a large loop, he returned back to the central area of the battlefield.
The battle was exceptionally intense here. The violet blood race’s experts had experienced many life-and-death encounters and started to reveal their light. As their bloodline power awakened, it pushed their combat power to new heights.
Of course, those who failed to awaken their latent potential had already perished.
The devil race displayed their own terrifying talent in the bloodbath. Long Chen even witnessed one devil warrior abruptly halt his massacre and withdraw from battle.
Clearly, his power had disrupted the balance on this battlefield. To maintain the attrition strategy, elite warriors like him had to retreat, allowing new challengers to step forward.
Long Chen sneered. The devil race was carefully baiting the violet blood race deeper, drawing them into the slaughterhouse at their own pace. It wasn’t that they couldn’t wipe them out instantly—they simply didn’t want to. Not yet.
During this time, almost all the young disciples of the violet blood race had been deployed. One was attacking; the other was defending. This battlefield was incredibly vast. Even with his speed and perception, Long Chen had only seen a fraction of it.
Half a day later, his collection of Heavenly Dao Fruits had swelled to hundreds of thousands. He returned to deliver them to Luo Zichuan before heading back to the battlefield.
This time, however, Luo Yanfeng and the others followed closely behind. They had completed their totemic blessing, their strength elevated once more. These warriors were eager to rejoin Long Chen in battle.
Clenching his fists, Luo Jiang shouted, “Let’s go find Bi Yingxue right now! It’s time for vengeance!”