CHAPTER 648: Sudden Changes

"How is it? Pretty good, isn't it?" The wood elite zombie smugly sought Han Shuo's approval right after helping to rejuvenate Han Shuo's main body.

"Wonderful!" Han Shuo praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehe! The energy I have received is immense. I need to go back and digest it for a while. After that, I can be as strong as they are!" the wood elite zombie said.

Han Shuo understood what Wood Elite Zombie meant and nodded. Without wasting any more words, he sent him back to the Netherworld.

For the next few days, Han Shuo stayed inside the cemetery of death. Since the recovery speed of his main body had been accelerated by the energy of the Wood Elite Zombie, he managed to fully recover from all his injuries in just a few days. In addition, his main body became tougher and more powerful than ever before.

The healed body would always be stronger than before it was damaged. This was the terrifying characteristic of the body of a demonic arts practitioner.

After the main body was completely healed, the demonic yuan could circulate freely throughout the body. Han Shuo had used some of his Demonic Yuan to repair and heal his main body. But now that it was completely healed, he would be able to replenish all of his depleted Demonic Yuan with a little time.

His two avatars also remained in the cemetery of death, silently absorbing the elemental energy of death and the edict energy of destruction. After two rounds of battle with the Primordial Dragon, the Avatar of Death was able to gain a deeper understanding of the Elemental Energy of Death. He seemed to be on the verge of becoming a Mid-stage Lowgod.

For gods, even the slightest increase in realm was a long process. If an ordinary god were to learn that Han Shuo was able to advance his Death Avatar from the Early-stage to the Mid-stage Lowgod realm in such a short time, they would surely be astonished.

Since the Avatar of Destruction did not have much battle experience related to the Edict of Destruction to digest, he did not advance as quickly as the Death Avatar. However, Han Shuo was not discouraged. He carefully reflected on the method of using the Edict of Destruction after each battle, and silently contemplated the true essence of the Edict of Destruction.

During this time, Han Shuo did not take a single step outside of the Cemetery of Death, paying no attention to the circumstances outside. His mind was at peace as he cultivated in silence.

Suddenly, Han Shuo's heart was shaken. He noticed that three souls had suddenly formed miraculous connections with him.

Han Shuo was confused at first, but soon became delighted. His body blurred and abruptly materialised on the patch of land in front of the Cemetery of Death.

The demonic formation for refining spirit demons that Han Shuo had moved along with the Cemetery of Death showed no sign of activity. Although the three spots in the matrix that contained the spirit demons appeared lifeless, Han Shuo could still sense the presence of the three spirit demons.

"Aha! Indeed, they have been successfully refined!" Han Shuo cheered. He walked over to the location of the first spirit demon and extended his large hand. Demonic radiance glowed from his palm, illuminating the spirit demon. Han Shuo then closed his eyes and managed to connect with the spirit demon inside. He continued to release the soul from the matrix.

Gradually, Han Shuo's palm was covered with a dark radiance. When the hibernating spirit demon sensed Han Shuo's presence, it became very excited and active. Like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon, the mist that enveloped the spirit demon dissipated into the air.

A hazy and indistinct shadow that twisted and turned within the mist suddenly shot out and disappeared into Han Shuo's body in an instant. A strange energy settled into the demonic infant like a worm burrowing into an apple. It seemed calm and content.

The newborn spirit demons were very dependent on Han Shuo. They also needed the nourishment of Han Shuo's energy to continue to grow.

Han Shuo repeated the same procedure with the other two spirit demons. They were reduced to the size of a grain of rice and kept inside his demonic infant.

Unlike the Mystical Demon and Yin Demon that Han Shuo had previously refined, the Spirit Demons were the real deal. Although the mystical demon and the yin demon were also considered demon generals, in most cases, they could only act as Han Shuo's scouts to scout the area and did not have much offensive ability.

However, the same could not be said for the Spirit Demons. Not only did the Spirit Demons inherit all the miraculous abilities of the low-level demon generals, but they also possessed great firepower. In addition, and perhaps most importantly, Spirit Demons could evolve an unlimited number of times. A Spirit Demon would become stronger each time it evolved. Its attack power would become even more formidable.

Han Shuo withdrew the spirit demons one by one. After pondering for a while, Han Shuo destroyed the Spirit Demon Refining Formation.

Han Shuo did not leave the Cemetery of Death at this critical time. He stored his two avatars back into his main body and sat cross-legged next to the gigantic interplanar transportation matrix, waiting for the experts from the distant material plane to arrive.

*** On a mountaintop adjacent to Brettel City, a group of gods gathered.

Emperor, Eriksson and their associates all wore grave expressions. They seemed extremely annoyed and deeply troubled by something.

Have we searched the whole continent? Emperor was silent for a long time before he suddenly asked.

"We have searched practically the entire continent, but there is still no sign of him," Eriksson of the Shrine of Ice replied coldly and calmly when he saw that the others were silent.

"Where in heaven's name did that boy put his interplanar transportation matrix? How could he have been so careful not to leave the slightest trace?" Emperor sighed before continuing, "Although this child is of mediocre strength, he is still an opponent not to be taken lightly!" He scratched his head, which was red with anger.

Eriksson, who had the experience of fighting Han Shuo, nodded and agreed, "That is true. I have fought with this boy before. Not only is he very cunning, but he also has a strong heart and will. He is definitely not one to give in easily. We don't have much time before they arrive, but we still haven't been able to locate the boy or his transportation matrix. It will be quite difficult this time."

"How about... we find the boy's friends, capture them all, spread the word and wait for him to take the bait?" the married woman suggested.

Emperor knitted his brows and said in a displeased manner, "Maria, we are gods after all. We shouldn't do such despicable things if we don't have to. Besides, I don't think it would be effective against him. So, no, we won't!"

The beautiful woman was stunned for a moment before she put on a respectful face and agreed. But at the same time she cursed in her heart, "What are you pretending to be honourable for? It's not like the Church of Light hasn't done this before!

"I don't think we'll find the child in time. Why don't we destroy the Church of Calamity here first?" Eriksson suggested.

Emperor shook his head again and disagreed, "The Calamity Church on a mere low-level material plane like this is absolutely not worth our time. Hmm, how about this, since we still have some time, let's find the way to the deepest layer of the underground world. And if it's possible, deny them the way in. How does that sound?"

Entering and exploring the deepest layer of the underground world was indeed much more important than destroying the Calamity Church establishment on this material plane. So, after a moment's thought, the group agreed to Emperor's proposal.

Having come to a decision, the group did not waste a second. They soared into the sky and headed for the entrance to the underground world in the Dark Forest.

Not far from the mountain where these gods gathered was a swamp. Deep beneath the swamp was the mini-transportation matrix that connected to the Cemetery of Death in the Boundless Sea. However, since Han Shuo had used a special demonic art technique to conceal the mini transportation matrix, those gods from the higher material planes were unable to detect it.

Han Shuo was truly fortunate that he had scrupulously used demonic arts to obscure the energy in the mini transportation matrix. Otherwise, given the mighty strength of those godly beings, they would probably have found the mini transportation matrix and located Han Shuo through it. That would be absolutely disastrous for Han Shuo.

"Grandfather, it's time for me to return. I have been away for so long and Bryan will start to worry about me. He'll tear me to pieces if I don't go and look for him soon." Gilbert had stayed in the underground world for a while to spend some quality family time with his grandfather, Gilges. He also paid his respects to his late father.

Gilges was very happy to see his grandson again. Gilges, the old Dark Dragon, had spent a long time in heartache and grief after Gilbert had spent all of his life's energy trying to save the race of Dark Dragons. Although Han Shuo had previously promised Gilges that he could resurrect him as a healthy and active little dark dragon, Gilges had always taken that as just a comforting word.

Especially during the time when Han Shuo was trapped in the Abyss Realm, there had been no news of Han Shuo for five years, so Gilges thought that Han Shuo had indeed been killed by the Church of Light. At that point, he had given up all hope.

But suddenly, during his most desperate days, the Dark Dragon Gilbert returned to him. Even his strength had increased. This was simply unbelievable to Gilges and so he had urged Gilbert to spend more time with him.

Those days were the happiest days Gilges, the patriarch of the dark dragons, had ever lived. He let his little Dark Dragon listen to him talk about the old affairs of the Dark Dragons and many of their secrets.

Since the old Dark Dragon had the intention of letting Gilbert take over his position as Patriarch of the Dark Dragons, he let Gilbert in on these secrets, which the Dark Dragons had guarded for ages without any reservation. He also told him how to deal with the affairs of the Dark Dragons. Although Gilbert wasn't particularly interested in taking control of the Dark Dragons, he couldn't dampen the old dragon's enthusiasm and listened patiently to what he had to say.

"Brat, you mention Bryan so often that it's making your grandfather a little jealous," the old dark dragon feigned annoyance as he spoke.

The old dark dragon was actually very grateful to Han Shuo. Not only because Han Shuo had resurrected Gilbert, but also because Han Shuo had previously saved their race of dark dragons from the Shrine of Ice. The old dark dragon had also learned from Gilbert that Han Shuo was getting stronger and stronger. He was actually very pleased and relieved that Gilbert was following Han Shuo.

"Erm... Bryan won't be as verbose as you. I'm getting bored listening to your stories about the past every day. This place is really too boring. It's much more fun to be with Bryan. Right, if I was with him, I could have helped him destroy the Shrine of Ice and avenge my clansmen," Gilbert said sloppily.

"All right, all right. I have told you what you need to know. Go and find your Bryan. But remember, as soon as you have time, come back and visit this old man here. Otherwise I will go to the surface and give you a good thrashing!"

"OK, OK, I get it! You really are long-winded!" Gilbert replied before flying away quickly. He was afraid that the old Dark Dragon would tell him more stories about the Dark Dragons.

Gilges forced a smile and sighed. He thought to himself, "Little one, your grandfather has raised you all these years and all you know is to run to Bryan!

Soon after Dark Dragon Gilbert left, Emperor and his party arrived.

Eriksson had previously learned from Ice Celestial Corey that the race of Dark Dragons held the secrets to entering the final layer of the underground world. These mighty gods only needed to make the slightest effort to find out where the Dark Dragons were hiding.

The icy aura emanating from Eriksson's body instinctively frightened Gilges. He immediately raised his voice and shouted, "Who are you?"

All the nearby dark dragons heard the cry and gathered around. They looked at the unexpected guests as if they were facing their worst enemy.

"You are the patriarch of the dark dragons?" Emperor smiled faintly and asked cordially.

"That is correct. What exactly do you all want? How did you find this place?" The old dark dragon was nervous. In front of these people, he somehow felt completely powerless and did not even have the energy to resist.

"Great!" Emperor laughed softly before he put on a stern face and said to Gilges, "Little lizard, tell me the secret you have all been guarding, the way to the lowest layer of the underground world. If I'm satisfied, perhaps I'll let your race live on!

The old dark dragon was terrified and immediately shouted, "Everyone run! Run as far as you can!"

"You are too unadaptable to circumstances!" Emperor furrowed his brow and shook his head before instructing those behind him, "Except for that old one, kill them all."

Emperor and Eriksson remained motionless as the rest of these Lowgods sprang into action. The dark dragons did not even have a chance to escape. In the face of these godly beings, they were like powerless lizards, unable to resist. The population was quickly decimated.

Within seconds, the ground was littered with the dead bodies of the dark dragons. Not a single one managed to escape.

"My mouth will remain shut even if I die. One day our deaths will be avenged!" the old dragon, filled with grief, immediately attempted suicide.

"Dian, dig the secret out of his soul before he dies," Emperor instructed casually. Then he smiled contemptuously and said to himself, "Who on this continent could avenge your death? What a naive lizard!"

In an instant, an even younger-looking god appeared beside Gilges. A ring of light surrounded the head of the old, dark dragon, and he suddenly began to make a pitiful, blood-curdling shriek. His life force slowly drained away.

"I found it! I will lead the way." As the young god Dian withdrew his hand, Gilges collapsed to the ground, eyes wide open.

"Let's go," Emperor instructed. The group departed without a second thought for those who remained.

At that moment, the interplanar transportation matrix in the Cemetery of Death suddenly blossomed with magnificent rays, rousing Han Shuo, who was silently cultivating beside it!