Breeding Dragons From Today

Diaboli was shocked by his own thoughts.

However, he quickly remembered that this was already a matter for the central continent. He didn't know how Joelson was doing now.

However, it was likely that he had also fallen silent.

After all, just the heavenly realm, which was the main plane, had many geniuses that weren't inferior to Joelson. However, because there were so many super-geniuses, it was very difficult to create a legend like Joelson.

As for the higher plane of Fate that Joelson went to, there would definitely be more super-geniuses.

Even he wouldn't be able to continue creating legends in the higher plane.

Diaboli shook his head and controlled himself to not think about this.

They were currently facing trouble.

They came to this plane to undergo a trial and obtain rewards.

That's right!

This plane was a trial ground!

However, unlike the trial ground created by important figures, this plane was naturally born.

In the endless planes, there would often be some trial planes that naturally evolved. These planes did not have real life, only some law creatures that evolved from the laws.

However, there were many rewards that could increase one's strength. One could obtain them through the plane's trial.

These planes were collectively known as the trial planes!

And they were currently in such a trial plane, and it was a trial plane with slaughter laws.

"Lord Tarth, let's use our secret techniques and find the positions of the Archangel and the others as soon as possible."

Diaboli suggested.

Hearing this suggestion, Tarth also revealed a solemn expression.

"This won't do. This trial ground is too lacking in light-type laws. After using a secret technique, we'll all lose our ability to fight. If we meet those damned fellows from the slaughter plane again, we won't be as lucky as before."

Diaboli and the others fell silent.

Tarth was right. They had to consider this problem.

The reason why they had been separated from the Archangel and the others was because of the attack of the people from the dimension of slaughter.

If they hadn't encountered the turbulence of laws, they might have all been wiped out.

If they used a secret technique that caused them to lose their laws and overuse them, they would really be in danger if they met those people again.

The people from the dimension of slaughter wouldn't encounter such a problem. Instead, the dimension of slaughter was filled with the laws of slaughter, giving the people from the dimension of slaughter a huge advantage.

"Then what should we do? We can't just stay here forever, right?" Someone asked.

Tarth pondered for a moment, then looked towards the blood-red sun in the sky, which was emitting an extremely strange aura. He said, "Let's head towards the center of the training grounds. The exalted Archangel is definitely heading in this direction."

The person who had asked this just now fell silent.

If they headed towards the center, although they might encounter the exalted Archangel...

But at the same time, the closer they got to the center, the more dangerous it would be!

The most powerful member of the group, Tarth, was only at the mid-stage demigod level.

Even if they didn't talk about the group from the plane of slaughter—even if they encountered some powerful law creatures, they wouldn't be able to defeat them.

At this moment, Tarth suddenly raised his head, looking warily in a certain direction.

"Fellow members of the Church of Light, we meet again. This time, you won't be so lucky."

A sharp, ear-piercing voice filled with savagery rang out from afar.

...

Joelson hovered in midair, staring down at the peak-stage demigod below.

The spear of annihilation in his hand suddenly stabbed out.

A black scar appeared in the void. In the next moment, a crack appeared in the void in front of the demigod.

The tip of the spear, wrapped in dark red lightning, poked out from the crack and stabbed towards his chest.

The peak demigod didn't have time to react. He was instantly pierced through by the tip of the spear. He didn't even have time to let out a scream before he collapsed to the ground.

Joelson put away his annihilation spear. His cold gaze was drawn away from the dozen or so corpses on the ground.

He flew in the direction of the blood-red sun for a few days. Along the way, he devoured quite a few law creatures. His destruction divine spark had also grown a bit stronger, and he was gradually getting closer.

He also met some enemies along the way.

He had just killed the third group of enemies he had met in the past few days. These people were all wearing black armor, and there was a blood-red mark engraved on their armor. They were all cultivators of the law of slaughter.

When Joelson first met these people, he had intended to learn some information about this plane from them.

However, these people would rather be killed than tell him anything.

There were also people who wanted to beg for mercy in order to survive, but they were all killed by their own people.

This made Joelson a little frustrated. He had been here for a few days, but he didn't even know where this place was, let alone any other information.

Looking up at the blood-red sun, Joelson was about to continue flying toward the center.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a fight coming from afar.

Without thinking much, he turned into a ray of light and quickly approached the direction of the sound.

Soon, he hid behind a desert dune and watched the two parties fighting.

He was very familiar with one of them. He was wearing black armor with a blood-red mark on it. It was the accomplice of the three groups he had killed.

"The Church of Light?"

Joelson narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

He was even more familiar with the other group. He could tell from their clothes that they were from the Church of Light.

It seemed that there were quite a number of people from the Church of Light in the endless planes. Not only were they spreading their religion in the central continent, but there were also people from this plane that had no life.

Joelson looked at the situation on the battlefield.

The Church of Light's side had always been at a disadvantage, constantly being pursued and killed by the black-armored side.

However, Joelson didn't find it strange. After all, this place was filled with the laws of slaughter, while the other laws were extremely scarce. If the battle continued for a long time, the Church of Light's group wouldn't be able to supply them with the power of the laws. As for the black-armored side, they all cultivated in the laws of slaughter.

What's more, the most powerful member of the Church of Light's side was only at the middle stage of the god level, while the other side had a peak demigod.

Naturally, the Church of Light wasn't a match for them.

However...

Joelson's eyes flickered.

He could ask the Church of Light about the situation in this plane.

Joelson stood up and walked forward, no longer hiding.

"Ah!"

A member of the Church of Light let out a blood-curdling scream as he was killed with a single slash.

"Damn it!"

Diaboli, the Light Throne, cursed angrily. Quite a few of them had already died.

Even his own body was covered in blood. He didn't know how many wounds there were.

One of the enemy's deity-domain experts had been chasing after him the entire time.

If they were in the outside world, he could still deal with them. However, in this plane where light-type laws were scarce, it would be very difficult for him to even block them.

He was already beginning to feel that the power of the laws was insufficient. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before all of them would perish here!

Tarth had always been suppressed and beaten by his opponent's peak demigod expert. It was impossible for anyone to come and support him.