Chapter 153: Chapter 147: Demon Plane

After hurriedly returning to the Golden Garden of the Elorcia Plane from the graduation ceremony, Jeming’s mind was occupied with just one thing—the journey to his Demon Plane.

He was filled with curiosity and anticipation for the “Purgatory Sulfur Plane” described by Professor Clark.

It would be the first plane he controlled independently, symbolizing the foundational step for Jeming to construct his own “Wizard Tower.”

The Wizard Civilization has continually progressed over time in all aspects, including terminology and the definition of concepts.

For example, historically, there was an insurmountable gap between Official Wizards and Wizard Apprentices, with Official Wizards possessing numerous traits that were absent in Wizard Apprentices.

However, as time passed and the wizard civilization evolved, the level of Wizard Apprentices gradually rose, and they began to acquire traits once exclusive to Official Wizards.

Nowadays, the main difference between a First Level Official Wizard and a Wizard Apprentice might be the increase in Spiritual Power and lifespan, with no other distinctions.

Wizard Towers have similarly evolved, initially being simple tower-shaped structures.

Since wizards often modified their residences, they could significantly enhance their combat capabilities within their Wizard Towers.

With time, the concept of a Wizard Tower evolved from a mere tower structure to a synonym for a stronghold.

Such as the subsequent Floating City, and now… the Plane Fortress.

However, usually, to perfectly control a plane, one must reach the Sixth Level, where one can touch the Plane Origin to control the plane. This is why Sixth Level and above wizards are deemed High Tier Wizards.

After all, a Fifth Level Wizard is still just an individual, while a Sixth Level Wizard represents a complete war system centered on a Plane Fortress.

Without any delay, he returned directly to the underground laboratory of his mansion.

Jeming walked swiftly to the teleportation array and took out a rune core emitting a faint glow, placing it in the center of the array.

This was the “key” to the Space Teleportation Gate given by Professor Clark, connecting to the Permanent Teleportation Point set up by the Nolun Workshop on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

Jeming took a deep breath to calm his excitement.

He extended his hand, injecting his Spiritual Power into the rune core.

In an instant, the rune core burst into brilliant light, resonating with the base of the teleportation array in the underground laboratory.

Space began to distort; a piercing buzz filled his ears as a stable space fissure gradually tore open, revealing a vague and scorching scene on the other side.

Jeming braced himself, ensuring his protective magic was intact before stepping into the fissure.

In that moment, a thick, pungent sulfur smell rushed into his nostrils, reflexively causing Jeming to wrinkle his nose, nearly making him sneeze.

This sulfur scent was not ordinary, carrying an almost tangible scorching sensation, as if it could penetrate into the lungs, making it hard to breathe.

Fortunately, his protective magic blocked most of the scorching air, making it unpleasant but not harmful to the body.

Raising his eyes, the scene before him gave Jeming a profound understanding of the meaning behind the name “Purgatory Sulfur.”

Wherever his eyes fell, there was a churning scarlet.

There was no hint of blue in the sky, which was shrouded by a heavy, dark red sulfur cloud.

Occasionally, lightning would streak through the clouds, bringing a moment of stark whiteness.

The air was filled with scorching steam and acrid smoke, and beneath his feet lay charred black land, as if burnt repeatedly, hard and rough.

Jeming’s body slowly rose, looking out towards the distance.

In the distance, enormous volcanoes erupted from the ground, not as silent peaks but as living furnaces.

The mountain bodies were charcoal-black and rust-red, with immense craters resembling the throats of giant abyssal beasts, continually spewing hot steam and blazing ash.

Even lava, not yet solidified, flowed down the mountain like viscous blood, forming streams of scarlet rivers.

The lava streams spread slowly across the ground, consuming and melting everything in their path.

The air temperature was incredibly high, even making Jeming, an Official Wizard, feel his skin faintly burning as if he were inside a giant steam oven.

There was almost no greenery in sight, with only a few forms of moss and fungi adapted to extreme heat, dark red or charred black, clinging tenaciously to the crevices of stone walls.

“It truly deserves the name Demon Plane,” Jeming marveled inwardly, “If an ordinary person accidentally came here, they might lose their life instantly.”

With Jeming’s intention, an invisible witchcraft shield appeared around him, completely isolating the sulfur smell and intense heat from the outside.

He did not rush into action but instead expanded his spiritual power, like an invisible giant net, spreading out in all directions.

Meanwhile, he activated the Flying Skill, transforming into a stream of light, making a rough survey over the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

The Purgatory Sulfur Plane seemed quite desolate.

During his flight, Jeming saw many rugged and somewhat dilapidated artificial caverns or stone palaces.

Most of them were built against the mountains or directly carved into the mountain bodies.

However, these structures now showed significant damage, and there was no sign of life inside, making them appear empty and dead.

This was not surprising, as Professor Clark had mentioned that the Upper-Rank Demons originally living here, being intelligent creatures, were conveniently “packed away” during the wizards’ plane clearing.

These Upper-Rank Demons have probably now become research specimens or slaves for some wizards, leaving behind only these ruins.

But he quickly discovered the most prominent feature of this plane: the Fire Element is extremely active!

In Wizard Civilization, the Fire Element represents more than just the Fire Attribute.

Among the four fundamental particles forming the world’s foundation—earth, fire, wind, and water—the “fire” represents “energy.”

Hence, the energy activity in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane was equally exaggerated.

The density of the energy particles drifting in the air was astonishingly high.

Moreover, the energy here seemed more volatile and aggressive than in other planes.

“This suggests that the energy reserves of this plane are incredibly abundant,” Jeming was elated. “Probably the reason those active volcanoes remain active is due to the excessive abundance of energy in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.”

Though it was previously explained that the Demon Plane had rich energy, Jeming did not expect it to be to this extent.

Despite the extremely harsh environment, Jeming found that the Purgatory Sulfur Plane had a rather complete yet brutal ecosystem.

He stopped at the edge of a volcano spewing thick smoke.

His gaze pierced through the gray-yellow sulfur smoke, witnessing a cruel survival picture.

At the edge of the lava, there lived the creature at the lowest end of the entire plane’s food chain—a kind of creature similar to red larvae.

Their bodies were plump, entirely dark red, with rough wrinkles on the surface, lacking eyes and apparent mouthparts, seemingly formed from solidified lava.

They survived and reproduced by absorbing the energy of the lava. Countless larvae writhed densely in the cracks of solidified lava, forming a hair-raising “red carpet.”

As Jeming observed these peculiar lives, a creature similar to a lizard, tens of times larger than those larvae, silently emerged from a lava crack.

Its skin was covered with heavy volcanic rock scales, and its limbs were thick and strong, with corrosive saliva flowing from its mouth.

A glint of greed flashed in the lizard’s eyes, and it pounced on the “carpet” of red larvae.

It devoured the larvae in large mouthfuls, the sound of chomping remarkably clear amidst the volcano’s rumble.

To it, every single larva was delicious and juicy, akin to an ultimate delicacy.

However, as a wizard, Jeming could perceive the energy composition of these creatures.

He was astonished to discover that even though these larvae themselves had no biological level, they contained a large amount of highly aggregated energy.

Their seemingly juicy bodies actually contained body fluids filled with intense energy.

If splashed on an ordinary person, it would cause terrifying burns, easily burning through flesh or even melting steel plates.

But for the creatures of this plane, such fluids merely enhanced the taste a bit, just like mortals enjoying spicy food.

Their bodies had completely adapted to this high-energy diet, perfectly absorbing and integrating this energy into their own evolution.

As the lizard feasted, a shadow descended from above like lightning!

It was a giant winged demon, its wings spanning ten meters, surrounded by dark red flames, and sharp claws glinting coldly.

Clearly, this was the top predator in this region!

The winged demon didn’t hesitate, directly tearing the feeding lizard into two halves, then devouring its flesh and blood.

As the lizard was torn apart, a large amount of hot, energy-filled fluid gushed out, but the winged demon didn’t mind, obviously accustomed to it.

Jeming observed from the air, his joy increasing.

Because of the harsh environment, the creatures here were incredibly powerful in combat.

Even creatures at the bottom of the food chain contained energy far surpassing that of other planes, and the top predators in a region were all Second Level Creatures.

Such naturally formidable creatures were excellent research subjects for wizards.

Their unique life structure, energy conversion mechanisms, and evolution methods adapted to extreme environments offered immense research value.

After assessing the ecosystem and energy situation, Jeming also conducted a survey of the plane’s mineral resources.

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