The Rise of the Black Plain

Another three weeks passed, and things were getting hectic in the various space pockets of the Ancient Dragon Spatial Kingdom!

As time passed, the groups that had departed from the Flaming Empire through the six portals were moving through more and more areas, and encounters, like Calvert's group's with the beasts of the Continent of Beasts, were becoming more frequent.

Disputes over natural resources and items left behind by the fallen beings of previous generations were taking place in the various pockets of space, as well as the hunt for enemies.

Those who entered this place were usually the descendants of the strongest families or tribes in the Spiritual World. Some of them were involved in intrigues with each other.

Minos' situation with Vico's group and Maximilian's group with the people of the western region were not the only ones that could bring groups into battle without there being anything at stake. Several other old enmities would affect and were already affecting the groups that entered this place!

And with that, the first deaths due to disputes between these people finally occurred in the past few days!

Before these deaths, five people had already died at the hands of creatures from the Spatial Kingdom or even the strange phenomena in this area.

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Meanwhile, in the space pocket that Minos and his group had entered...

In a part of the great forest of this area, a group of six humanoid beings, two of them with pointed ears, stood around meditating. At the same time, two men were entertaining the wooden dragon, and one was protecting the rest of the group.

A few hours ago, they had found one of the most valuable resources in the area inside a spatial ring on an elf skeleton.

After coming across such a thing, the two elves who had entered this Spatial Kingdom together soon took the opportunity to absorb those resources together.

Meanwhile, the rest of their group, beasts, and humans, took the moment to cultivate what they had obtained so far, relying on the two level 92 Demigods in the group.

After hours, one of the elves finally opened his eyes, feeling much stronger and close to breaking through to level 90.

When he stood up, he saw his allies from the Divine Continent and the Continent of Beasts around him. Then, he looked to one side of the forest, and his eyes narrowed.

He closed his eyes for a few minutes and then said to everyone there. "Get ready to leave. A group is coming our way. Let's let the wooden dragon take care of them so we can get their resources."

Immediately after these words were spoken, the remaining people who were meditating there opened their eyes.

None of them were close to a breakthrough, and after hours of cultivation, most had already absorbed almost everything they needed to absorb and were approaching the end of this short period of meditation.

As the second elf opened his eyes and felt that he would be able to increase his level the next time he cultivated, he looked at his fellow tribe member and said. "Let's all stand aside. It looks like Elion has seen something interesting for our future."

"Oh?" One of the humans fighting the wooden dragon looked at these elves, very skilled creatures who could read the fate of others and predict things very easily with their abilities.

"How many are in this group? Are they strong?" The other Demigod asked.

After weeks in this place, they had yet to meet another group.

"There are 12 people. The weakest is at level 81, and the strongest is at level 93." The same elf said, surprising his companions that a group with such weak people had entered this place.

"That's quite a difference in level." One of the beasts commented.

With everyone up and confident in the elf's abilities, the group soon moved away, leaving only the two level 92 Demigods to entertain the wooden dragon.

Realizing their people were hiding from their opponent, the two combined their skills and threw the artificial creature away in one fell swoop.

Pow!

The two Demigods then disappeared from the area, leaving the wooden dragon behind.

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On the other hand, as Minos' group slowly followed some kind of spiritual fluctuation he had just felt, a sound of snapping branches appeared in front of them.

A moment later, a huge creature they already knew appeared, flying towards them at great speed.

"Wooden dragon!" Ruth exclaimed as she saw this creature again, remembering what had happened weeks ago when they entered this space.

Immediately after noticing this creature, Minos and the three Demigods of the group were surprised by the sudden appearance of this creature there.

"Someone threw it in our direction!" Minos said as he noticed the unnatural movement of this artificial creature.

Boom!

The large wooden dragon slammed its back into a large tree and finally stopped moving after traveling a distance of almost 2 kilometers.

The Soul Avatars of the strongest of the group appeared while Minos' cultivation level rose to level 85.

Minos placed his weakest personnel within his soul projection and maintained a guard position next to the level 89 sages. At the same time, the three Demigods moved to attack the wooden dragon that was already looking at them strangely.

Since there was no time for Abby to activate her technique fusion, the three Demigods launched their joint cultivation pressure against the creature, forming large hands of spiritual energy that clasped the wooden dragon.

Three hands appeared against the creature, taking advantage of its moment of weakness caused by the collision with the tree that had stopped its trajectory.

Rumble!

The incomplete dragon trembled under the pressure of the three Demigods, unable to get up from where it had fallen.

Forrest had about the same combat level as this creature, so he alone would be able to make it very difficult for it to move. However, pushing this artificial creature along with his two faction allies made the situation even better for them than if he had acted alone.

Amid their movement, Minos took advantage of the wooden dragon's immobility and fused two of his techniques!

Spatial Sword: Blades' Detention!

He danced with his medium-level grade-4 sword as it glowed an intense gold.

Divine Seal: Blades' Detention!

After successfully merging these two techniques, several swords similar to his appeared around Minos before flying like projectiles toward the wooden dragon pressed to the ground.

"Seal!"

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