Arcane Journey

There was a sudden spin.

With the help of Furu, Brian was successfully teleported to the other dimension in the Underdark.

After he came back to his senses from the trance brought by the teleportation array, he began to look at the surrounding environment carefully.

I saw that this space was shrouded in eternal darkness, with dark blue mist filling the air and distorted shadows vaguely visible wandering in it.

According to legend, this is the final resting place of forgotten souls and lost people, who wander in endless loneliness, uttering low and sad whimpers.

Those who enter this alternate dimension often experience hallucinations that distort their perception of reality. They may see their deepest fears or regrets transformed into terrifying entities, and may not even be able to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Here, even powerful magic will be suppressed, making it impossible for people to cast spells and they can only passively accept the erosion brought by despair and madness.

What is even more frightening is that this space seems to have its own consciousness. It can attract those with fragile minds and those who crave power, devour them and transform them into part of the endless darkness, making them wander forever in this land of despair.

Of course, most of these negative effects are aimed at adventurers below the legendary realm.

As for legendary powerhouses like Brian, the results were a bit disappointing.

What's more, he was carrying with him a small dark blue bead that Furu had given him before he left.

This bead, which is only the size of a fingernail, is crystal clear. It seems as if there is a miniature ocean sealed inside, flowing with a mysterious and ancient light.

It is no ordinary object. It looks like it was made by some long-lost secret technique and can resist the most dangerous "lost disease" in the other-dimensional space.

As long as you carry it close to you, you can protect yourself in the chaos, find your direction in the void, and even guide Brian to find the figure of the demon prince Demogorgon lurking in the depths of darkness.

Brian held the bead in his palm, feeling its slight pulsation, resonating with his soul like a heartbeat.

Then, the properties of the bead appeared in his sight:
Furu's Spirit Sphere

Type: Legendary Item

Description: This is the psychic power that Furu absorbed from the outside world, and it is the essence of psychic power that has been condensed and refined. With the blessing of mysterious power, it has extremely strong mental resistance. This power can not only help it resist the turbulent flow of confusion in the different dimensions of the dark area, but also can keenly capture the mental fluctuations emitted by some powerful beings, track them, and go straight to where they are.

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This is a rather interesting legendary item. It has no attribute bonuses and does not possess any outstanding special abilities, but it seems to have been specially made for him to track down the demon prince Demogorgon. It fits the current situation perfectly and is so accurate that it is difficult to ignore.

From this, it seems that the little guy who calls himself "the greatest Furu" is far from being as innocent and cute as he appears.

Its round appearance and adorable behavior may be some kind of hidden disguise.

This made Brian feel a little alert, but also a little curious.

He carefully put the spiritual orb close to his body, his eyes sank slightly, and his thoughts surged like the tide. His fingertips caressed the edge of the orb inadvertently, and the cold touch seemed to remind him that the situation before him was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Brian had a vague feeling that this mysterious Furu was most likely inextricably linked to the long-forgotten wild god deep in the underdark.

As for what kind of relationship they have? And what is their purpose? Brian knows that he cannot find out the truth at his current level.

These secrets, which already belong to the divine level, are like the fog in the abyss. Even a slight peek is enough to make people terrified.

Besides, now is not the time to delve into these mysteries.

For Brian, the most important task is still to locate the whereabouts of the Demon Prince Demogorgon as soon as possible.

So, he collected his thoughts and stopped thinking about it. He began to quickly search for Demogorgon's trace through the faint energy emanating from Furu's spiritual orb.

Brian walked steadily through a thorny highland. The sharp vines swayed in the wind, like countless poisonous snakes ready to attack.

He took every step carefully, the soles of his boots crushing dead branches and gravel, making a subtle but crisp sound that echoed in this dead silent place, like the night whispers of a lonely grave, making people's hearts tremble slightly.

Finally, after crossing the last rugged rock barrier, a strange jungle suddenly opened up before his eyes.

This is an unusual forest. The trees are twisted like struggling arms, and dark purple vines are entwined on the branches, like blood vessels wriggling under the skin, faintly revealing an ominous pulsation.

The air was filled with a smell of decay and sulfur that was sickening yet impossible to ignore.

What is even more disturbing is that there are a large number of corpses of abyss demons lying in the jungle, including berserker demons, six-armed snake demons, soul-judgment demons, and even the corpse of a balor fire demon.

They were once the most brutal creatures in the abyss, but now they lie stiffly in the mud. Their bodies have long lost their former magical luster, their skin is cracked, their black blood has coagulated into lumps, and they exude the breath of death and defeat.

These corpses did not die of natural causes. Instead, they looked as if they had been torn apart and devoured by some older and more terrifying force. All that remained were shattered souls and bodies that could not return to the abyss.

Brian stood at the edge of the woods, his brows furrowed.

He could feel a strange wave flowing in this space, which looked like a distorted force that went beyond the normal laws of magic. The entire space was being slowly swallowed up by some indescribable existence.

This is no longer a simple different-dimensional space, but a forbidden area watched by the God of Wilderness, a nest hiding a being that is on par with the gods.

It can be imagined that the wild god hiding in it must be powerful enough to shake the foundation of the abyss.

Its existence not only breaks the balance of the other dimension, but also affects the rules of the abyss world.

What kind of terrifying power is needed to make it so that even demons cannot return to the Abyss normally after death?

In addition, there are some traces in the thorn bushes that look like they were left by humans.

Brian squatted down, touched the ground with his fingertips, and frowned slightly. "It seems... someone has found Demogorgon before me."

He whispered to himself, with a hint of hesitation and vigilance in his tone, "Could it be someone from the Guangyao Society?"

Then, he slowly swept his eyes over the corpses of the abyss demons. Even though the demons' black blood had solidified into dark purple patches, the air was still filled with a smell of stench and decay. (End of this chapter)