595: Unnamed draft

The result was naturally... inspection passed!

Up until now, Chen De had yet to encounter anything that could make his Evil God Essence suffer a setback.

At this moment, the Small World entrance switched to an open state.

After walking inside, the scene before his eyes changed once again.

This was the second-layer Small World that Qing Chi belonged to.

However, in terms of volume, it wasn't much larger than the previous one.

But the density of spiritual energy was greater, and besides that, various cultivation resources were more abundant and higher-grade.

At the same time, the suppression was also more powerful; now, Qing Chi only had the strength of the Qi Gathering Realm.

A peak Mortal Realm cultivator could only exert Myriad Transformation Realm strength in the first layer, and an Immortal Law Realm Third Transformation could only exert Myriad Transformation Realm strength in the second layer.

Following this logic, it was estimated that an Immortal Law Realm Sixth Transformation in the third layer would also only be able to exert Myriad Transformation Realm strength.

He just didn't know if the fourth layer—the core layer, the innermost layer—was also like this.

However, for Chen De, his true body didn't seem to be affected by this kind of suppression.

If the core layer was also in the same state as the first three layers, then he would be able to go on an absolute slaughter.

Of course, Chen De also knew that was definitely impossible.

Who would put a knife to their own neck? Furthermore, even if there was suppression, it should be ineffective against people in the core layer because they couldn't be suppressed.

After all, no matter what kind of suppression it was, there was an upper limit.

Chen De didn't plan on staying in the second layer for too long because it wasn't worth it.

If he wanted to improve himself, perhaps all the experts in the entire second layer combined would barely be enough.

But the problem was, could Chen De do that?

Of course not!

He came here to do something big, not to just grab a little bit and run away.

At the very least, he had to take care of everyone in the third layer before he could leave, right?

And then there were those few guys in the fourth layer who had killed him; the sins on their bodies were too heavy.

To dare to kill a Saint Mother, the incarnation of justice in this world.

Chen De might tolerate them, but the righteous path of heaven and earth would not.

In the end, he would have to personally take action to sanction these people.

"Oi, Qing Chi, back from your hometown?"

Just as Chen De was still thinking about things, a voice called out to him.

However, he didn't care. He was Chen De, why should he respond?

"This guy." Seeing that Chen De ignored him, a flash of anger appeared in the eyes of the person who called out. He dared to ignore him?

After not seeing him for a few days, he had become this brave?

Then, a person blocked Chen De's path. "I just called you, didn't you hear me?"

Following that, the man reached a hand toward him, carrying a certain degree of power.

But before it could land, that hand was grabbed by another hand.

Seeing this, the man tried to shake it off, but even after using all his strength, it didn't budge an inch.

With such massive power, yet the other party looked completely relaxed.

He understood that he was no longer this guy's match.

At this time, Chen De also raised his head, staring straight at him.

The person who attacked was named Man Qian. At this moment, he met Chen De's gaze, and for some reason, he felt the other's eyes were somewhat terrifying.

At the same time, an extremely bad feeling emerged in his heart, but he still said with composure,

"Not bad, Qing Chi, you were hiding quite deep."

"What, not pretending anymore? Just say what you want to do."

It was only because he knew that no matter how powerful this guy in front of him was, he couldn't do anything to him.

Because there was another difference between the outermost layer and the middle two layers.

In the outermost layer, whatever realm of combat power you could exert was the realm used to calculate damage when you were attacked.

For example, a Heavenly Imperial Realm Menial Disciple could only exert Spirit Opening Realm strength in the fourth layer.

Then, when he suffered a Spirit Opening Realm attack, damage was truly calculated according to a Spirit Opening Realm physical body.

But the middle two layers were different. They were originally in the Immortal Law Realm and were now suppressed to the Spirit Opening Realm.

When suffering a Spirit Opening Realm attack, damage was still calculated according to an Immortal Law Realm physical body.

So no matter how the disciples of the second layer fought, they wouldn't even get injured; at most, they would look a bit pathetic.

But that didn't mean they wouldn't be bullied; those stronger than you were still stronger than you.

So for Man Qian, a bad outcome for him now would be getting beaten up and humiliated by Qing Chi, and then having all his cultivation resources snatched away.

The worst outcome would be being imprisoned, unable to do anything, and then suffering humiliation every day.

For instance, in a nearby Small World, there was someone who, relying on the fact that nothing serious would happen, provoked someone they couldn't beat. After being soundly thrashed, they still shouted crazily.

In a fit of rage, the expert they provoked sealed all their power.

Stripped them naked, suppressed them in a cesspool, and used a projection stone to record and live-stream it.

It was displayed in the most prominent place in that Small World.

It has been over three hundred million years now, and he is still in there.

Over all these years, he hasn't even dared to open his mouth; once he does, everything pours in.

Every time people outside see him, that guy is in a fixed posture.

If it weren't for the lingering life aura, many people would think he was already dead.

Later, this move was imitated in various Small Worlds, and it could be called the most painful torture.

Later on, such suppressions became more and more common, but the very first one was called the Original Punishment by people.

Even though the expert who created this method has already ascended to the third layer,

out of respect, the later generations not only didn't release the guy inside but instead reinforced the seal every year.

Furthermore, this was the first one and had great commemorative significance; how could it be destroyed just like that?

Later, that expert brought this method to the third layer and thus gained the appreciation of a certain big shot, allowing him to grow rapidly.

But no matter what, any means here could not harm him.

This was why Man Qian clearly felt something was wrong in his heart but still wasn't afraid.

Besides, he wasn't alone; he had a boss behind him. It was impossible to use that kind of method to suppress him.

Chen De didn't speak, but he recognized this guy who often bullied Qing Chi.

According to his memories, every time, a large portion of Qing Chi's cultivation resources was snatched by the guy in front of him.

He hadn't broken through to the Immortal Law Realm for long, was all alone, and lacked power; he had no choice but to compromise.

Otherwise, although he wouldn't die, he could be suppressed, making it impossible to move an inch.

Seeing that Chen De didn't speak, Man Qian continued, "I'll take the loss this time. All the cultivation resources on me are yours. And from now on, you and I will mind our own business; if we meet again, we'll both walk around each other. What do you think?"

"If we truly fall out, I have people behind me too. When things get out of hand, it won't be easy for either of us to settle it."

"You must have a reason for hiding your strength. Although I don't know why you're not hiding it anymore, I think the later you're exposed, the better it is for you."

"And..."

Man Qian's compromise carried a hint of a threat. He wasn't stupid; on the contrary, he was very good at reading the situation.

However, before he could finish his sentence, he felt something burrowing in from where he was being held.