The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3289 - 3284: Liberation from Death_1

The whole Spirit Fire World was nothing short of utterly perilous and chaotic.

Every human within the Spirit Fire World found themselves shackled by the Netherworld, compelled against their will to undertake mysterious tasks.

Any attempt at defiance by these humans would surely invite savage lashings and torments from the Netherworld's inhabitants.

Suddenly, Yang Chen's soul struggled to grasp the finer details of the Spirit Fire World.

"Looks like I should seek out someone for information; directing my soul with purpose is key. Just wandering blindly and depending only on my soul isn't quite cutting it right now." Yang Chen pondered inwardly.

To him, rescuing just one human remained an effortless endeavor.

Yang Chen now moved toward a spot thick with Ghost Qi close to where he was. Upon reaching it, his soul extended outward, revealing a massive black void like an endless chasm.

Numerous humans were herded into this chasm, after which their Qi vanished entirely.

A line of humans queued up and got shoved inside, morphing into swirling Ghost Qi, lost in confusion, drifting without direction, and utterly indifferent to life or death. Should they lag even slightly, savage ghost beings with sharp fangs would crack their Ghost Qi whips, striking the bodies of these humans.

In a flash, the humans ended up battered and bleeding, riddled with injuries, yet they refrained from any fight back.

At this sight, Yang Chen activated his Lingxi Divine Pupil to examine these humans.

"All bound by the Servitude Restriction, powerless to fight back..." Yang Chen mused to himself.

As this idea crossed his mind, he began scrutinizing the power levels of these ghost beings more closely.

Not one of them possessed great strength, merely at the Nirvana Stage or Enlightenment Stage. Yet, that proved ample for dominating the humans afflicted with the Servitude Restriction.

Yang Chen sank into contemplation. Employing his techniques, clearing out this location would be straightforward, but any move he made would undoubtedly draw attention.

He remained unacquainted with this world's layout, uncertain about the number of powerful entities or whether prior intelligence held true.

Acting impulsively at this point and causing a stir could mean rescuing a handful while endangering the rest.

Caution was essential.

Through centuries of cultivation, his prudence had only deepened.

"I'll start by saving one individual!"

Yang Chen extended his hand and subtly wielded the Space-Time Law, extracting a person without a sound.

With his prowess at the Heaven-separated Realm, deploying the Space-Time Law to mislead these Nirvana Stage and Enlightenment Stage ghosts came naturally and without strain.

Amid the crowd of humans, the absence of one went completely unnoticed by these ghost beings.

Having rescued that one, Yang Chen descended below ground.

The individual he pulled out was a gaunt old man devoid of any life force. This elder's cultivation had attained the advanced level of Nirvana Stage, making him among the more advanced enslaved humans.

Now freed by Yang Chen, the old man registered nothing, his gaze vacant as he stared at Yang Chen, displaying neither elation nor sorrow.

This prompted Yang Chen's brows to knit, his face turning grave and icy.

"Once enslaved, they've abandoned all will to resist. Even after I save them, no spark of emotion stirs..." Yang Chen reflected silently.

Realizing interrogation would prove futile, he murmured, "Pardon my intrusion."

Soul Search offered a direct and efficient path.

At his present level, conducting a Soul Search without causing harm was remarkably straightforward.

The entire Soul Search process lasted merely the span of brewing a cup of tea.

Once finished, a flood of details poured into Yang Chen's consciousness. Even he needed a moment to absorb it all.

Having processed the details, Yang Chen shook his head: "It appears these Netherworld folk truly master exploitation."

The Netherworld had seized the Spirit Fire World, sparing the humans' lives but binding them in slavery while implanting the Gates of Life and Death.

These humans got sorted into three groups: one served as workers, ruthlessly compelled by the Netherworld to fortify the Gates of Life and Death, rendering them incredibly sturdy and resistant to demolition.

This aligned with Yang Chen's prior knowledge that eliminating the mighty forces in this realm wouldn't guarantee success through mere brute force against the Gates of Life and Death.

Reinforcements would swarm in swiftly. You might not have dismantled the Gates fully before their allies descended.

Next came the construction of the 'Calamity City'!

The old man lacked insight into why these Netherworld Ghosts built this Calamity City or its ultimate aim.

All he understood was that upon conquering a world interface, the Netherworld promptly installed the Gates of Life and Death, bolstered them, and then erected the Calamity City.

"Calamity City—now I recall, the mini-interface notation at the Earth Spirit Hall mentioned it too, suggesting that toppling Calamity City could release a vast trove of Jiyu Essence." Yang Chen contemplated.

Beyond the Gates of Life and Death and Calamity City lay the Unwarranted Black Hole.

Tumbling into the Unwarranted Black Hole spelled doom. Upon dying, the soul got seized, transforming into a Netherworld subordinate, forever under their control with no hope of reversal.

The Netherworld kept some as workers, typically those with superior strength. The less robust ones faced direct hurling into the Unwarranted Black Hole, slain, and converted into Netherworld strength.

For those who perished in the Unwarranted Black Hole, their minds got overwritten, binding them in eternal loyalty to the Netherworld and Yan, erasing all prior loyalties without betrayal possible.

Hearing this, Yang Chen drew in a sharp, icy breath.

Utterly horrifying.

Through such tactics, the Netherworld could steadily grow, possibly forging an interstellar dominion.

Now grasping the full picture, Yang Chen glanced at the old man again. Noting his vacant demeanor, Yang Chen let out a quiet sigh.

He extended his hand to touch the old man, instantly drawing out a Restriction from within the elder's form.

Leveraging his Space-Time Law, even the most unyielding Restriction dissolved effortlessly under his touch.

With the Restriction gone, a flicker of awareness returned to the old man's eyes.

He regarded Yang Chen, as though reclaiming fragments of his own mind. Moments later, he uttered, "Kill me, kill me!"

Yang Chen paused briefly.

But instantly, the old man struck his own chest with a palm. Following the blow, a sense of liberation crossed his face, though his vital energy had severed completely, ending his life by his own hand.

Witnessing this, a shiver gripped Yang Chen's heart, and he sighed inwardly. Had the Lingnan Two Realms fallen to the Gates of Life and Death and Netherworld dominion in the past, their end would likely mirror this tragedy.

When mighty figures turned into thralls, stripped of awareness, even dying brought sweet relief.