Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 603: Shadow Opresion Valley

“Well then. Let me lead you right to their doorsteps…” he said as Zeras shrugged, not minding the offer. Together they both walked forward towards the ginormous gate, made of a strangely shaped mountain in the form of a swordsman.

Arriving ten meters away from the gate, they were both stopped by the two inner sect disciples, who looked at Zeras, scanning him up and down, before turning to look at Kenji.

“Hey Kenji, is this another one to be punished?” one of them asked, as Kenji smiled like a pussy cat before waltzing towards the guards and quickly whispering something to them.

“NAAAAHHH!!!?” the second guard screamed out in shock after Kenji’s whispers. They all snapped their shocked expressions at Zeras, looking him up and down once more, before they smiled sinisterly.

“Come over here, boy…” they said as Zeras walked forward, unmindful of their mockery.

“I heard you want to try out the Shadow Oppression Valley?” they asked, and Zeras nodded.

“Then, since you have not been sent here for punishment, you’ll be given a free teleportation card that will be available for use after a total of three hours in the place, instead of the normal two hours…” The inner sect disciple said, his evil smile as clear as day as he passed Zeras a rusty brown card that looked defective in all manners of shape and size.

“Well, thank you…” He replied to him still.

“Oh, oh, you’re too humble, younger sect brother. Just keep going already…” They ushered him as they shifted to the side, revealing the gate that led to whatever was behind that strange gate.

“Just a quick question, are you sure this card will let me out in three hours?” Zeras asked, as the guard gave a firm nod.

“Of course, of course. Three hours, of course. Just get going already…” They ushered even more, and with an eyebrow raised, Zeras walked towards the dark gate, pushing it open, as a sinister air slammed on his face.

But he had faced much worse than that, and looking properly at what was within the gate, what he saw was actually a revolving dark portal.

“Guess whatever I will be facing will be inside this portal, huh?” Zeras mused, and with no more hesitation, he stepped into the portal, his figure disappearing within as the gate shut back with a loud bang.

“That reminds me, Yang Ji, the last person who entered the portal was about a year ago or so…” one of the guards asked the other, on the verge of breaking into a loud sinister laugh.

“And that also reminds me too, Yang Mi, how many body parts of his got snatched away by the devils? I think six or seven? Let me count. One of his eyeballs was ripped off, then he lost both arms, lost a leg, lost all his teeth, and lost his balls too, hehe. And then he lost his heart for cultivation and retreated into eternal meditation. Yeah, that’s just about right…” The other said as they both burst into loud laughter after that, and Kenji just stood there, his spine growing cold, sweat drops rolling down his face, even as he followed them in laughing.

“I wonder how many body parts this one will lose…” Yang Mi asked, as they looked at Kenji, before they all burst into deafening laughter.

“He will definitely be losing that girly face of his, and then his balls to seal his fate as a woman forever. MUHAHAHAAHAHAH!”

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Stepping through the portal, all Zeras felt was an approaching otherworldly coldness, and the deeper he descended, the colder and colder it felt. Ultimately, he regained his footing as he landed on the ground.

In the next instant, he extended his senses around him, and in the next instant, Zeras disappeared, reappearing behind a crouched humanoid figure. His right hand wrapped over its thorny chest area before his hands moved onward to its elongated snout and then—

CRRRRRACCCCK

The sound of a neck getting crushed rippled gently through the area, as dark blood splashed on Zeras’s face. He slowly let go of the humanoid figure in his hands, whose body was gently laid onto the mountainous dark ground, scorched beyond recognition by an unknown flame.

Slowly rising from the ground, Zeras wiped the blood off his face as he looked at the alien.

“That was close…” he mused to himself.

Just arriving in an unknown environment, the biggest mistake he could have made was to make a large noise, which could be a possibility if its inhabitant sighted him. He could already see the figure enter into his perception range the second his foot landed on the ground, and he had immediately gone for the kill, managing to do it as silently as possible.

Finally, he was able to look at his surroundings and noticed he was in a bare mountainous land, scorched black, and filled with mini mountains and crushed rubbles, making the place where he was currently hidden away from long sight due to the broken remnants of mountains surrounding him.

Then he turned to look at the figure whose neck he had crushed, and its form was nothing less than a devil.

It was humanoid, as tall as 1.8 meters, with two arms and two legs. But anything else from that was the outright opposite of humanoid. Its skin color was inky black, and its skin texture was jagged and covered with thorns.

Its arms were like regular arms, yet instead of five-digit hands, what it had was crab-like grabbing hands, which radiated a cold dark light from their horrifying sharpness. Its sides were also jagged and rough.

“A rough clamping hand!” Zeras thought with a strange expression. It was the first time he had seen such a crab-like hand on a humanoid figure.

But what made his eyes furrow were the two large slits on the creature’s back. Trailing his fingers on the slits on its back, Zeras shot backwards with speed…