Chapter 3556: The Black IslandEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Rodney took a deep breath, steadied his spirit, and said, "The number of Gods is terrifying, but they only gather in the upper levels of the divine realm. As long as we descend into the lower realm as quickly as possible, the Gods will automatically give up chasing us."

"Don’t be nervous, Rodney. Conceal your aura and follow me."

Fang Heng remained calm. The God’s Eye in his right eye circulated as he quickly condensed an imprint in front of him, unfolding a holy barrier that enveloped the two of them.

"Huh? What is this?"

Rodney was astonished to discover that once they entered the barrier and were protected, the Gods immediately lost their hostility toward them and began to disperse.

He even had this kind of ability?

Rodney could not help but look at Fang Heng.

It had been the same in the prison before. Fang Heng had not only easily entered the lower levels of the prison, but had even been able to remove the holy mantras on them.

Was he really not a member of the God Clan?

Rodney looked Fang Heng up and down and said, "Fang Heng, sometimes I really doubt whether you are actually from the God Clan, and whether all of this is a trap the God Clan set up for our Dark Clan."

"If I were you, I wouldn’t overthink it." Fang Heng shrugged. "Things have already reached this point. Do you still have a way back?"

Rodney gave a bitter smile.

That was true.

Fang Heng said, "Let’s go. Lead the way."

...

Protected by the holy barrier, Fang Heng and Rodney flew at high altitude for more than five hours. In their field of vision ahead, the phantom of a massive floating island gradually appeared.

Outside the island, dense masses of Gods gathered, almost forming several layers of dark-golden humanoid barriers around it.

"We’ve arrived. The Death Vortex was teleported onto this island. Our Dark Clan likes to call it the Black Island. I once controlled the normal circulation of the Death vortex here together with my clansmen."

Looking at the familiar island before him, Rodney could not help feeling emotional. "I didn’t expect that after so long, the Black Island hadn’t changed at all."

Fang Heng observed the island from afar and asked, "How strong are the guards on the island?"

"Most of the Dark Clan are relatively weak. Because of their strength, they cannot leave the island, so the God Clan’s monitoring isn’t very strict. In addition, the large amount of aura of death produced by the Death vortex constantly leaks out. The God Clan doesn’t like this environment, so aside from the Death vortex domain, where there are high-strength guards, there are almost no guards elsewhere."

Rodney shook his head again and said, "But it’s been so long. I can’t guarantee the current situation."

"Mm. Let’s go."

Fang Heng released his perception. After confirming that aside from the group of Gods ahead, no God Clan members were patrolling, he continued passing through the dense masses of Gods and approached the island.

There was also a layer of a holy defensive barrier around the outer layer of the island.

Fang Heng levitated outside the barrier and pressed his right hand toward it from a distance, sensing the barrier’s strength.

The barrier’s strength was very low. Its main function was early warning.

Fang Heng understood. Origin Power was released from his hand.

"Chi, chi chi..."

A hole was rapidly melted through the barrier.

"Let’s go."

Fang Heng took Rodney through the hole. The barrier slowly restored itself behind them.

Stepping onto the Black Island once again, Rodney felt the soft ground beneath his feet and looked around at the surroundings. For a moment, it felt like a dream.

He had returned.

Black Island.

The journey had been too smooth.

So smooth that he almost couldn’t believe it.

Originally—

If it had been anyone else, even if the Nether Emperor had come personally, he would not have been able to infiltrate the island as easily as Fang Heng.

After all, the large number of external Gods would sense the Nether Emperor.

Once a conflict broke out, if strength erupted, or if the outer barrier was triggered, the God Clan guards would immediately detect the anomaly.

Yet with Fang Heng acting as an insider, the entire defensive system of the island had been dismantled silently.

Hopefully, everything would continue smoothly.

Rodney steadied himself and pointed toward the center of the floating island from afar.

"Over there."

Fang Heng followed Rodney’s gaze.

A domain shrouded in Black Fog.

The aura of death was extremely dense, and the outer layer was covered by a holy barrier.

Through the barrier, one could faintly see a raised mountain range beneath the shroud of the aura of death.

"The God Clan’s main strength is concentrated in the mountain domain. The outer domain is mostly managed autonomously by the Dark Clan. Those living here are all Dark Clan. I don’t need much disguise."

Rodney looked at Fang Heng and asked, "What about you?"

With the appearance and physique of the God Clan, it would probably be difficult to blend in.

However, in the next moment, under Rodney’s astonished gaze, Fang Heng’s facial features quietly began to change. His physique also shrank, reverting to the appearance of an ordinary Dark Clan member.

Fang Heng turned to Rodney and asked, "Is this acceptable?"

"Ah, this..."

Rodney was stunned, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

He looked Fang Heng up and down several times but could not find any flaw at all. He even discovered that Fang Heng had simulated the Dark Clan’s unique aura of death. He could not help taking a deep breath.

"I can only describe your disguise skills as terrifying, Fang Heng. Honestly, I’m now somewhat glad that you are not an enemy of our Dark Clan."

"Thank you for the compliment. Lead the way. I’ll follow you."

"Mm."

Rodney led Fang Heng toward the mountain range.

The two did not directly enter the mountains, but instead entered a central city of the Dark Clan located not far from the mountain range.

"Maintaining the operation of the Death vortex requires a large number of Dark Clan, especially after the vortex was teleported. It became extremely unstable, and the number of personnel required increased significantly."

"The God Clan is very unaccustomed to the aura of death. Most of the time, they adopt centralized management over the Dark Clan, appointing trusted Dark Clan members within a certain range to select Dark Clan agents for management. Once they find that an agent exceeds their control, they immediately replace them."

"From birth to Death, our lives are restricted to this island. In a sense, we are all slaves."

Rodney spoke slowly, anger flashing in his eyes, as he led Fang Heng into the city.

Even after tens of thousands of years, the city still maintained its original appearance.

Rodney led Fang Heng deeper into a narrow alley within the city.

After turning several corners, two Dark Clan members blocked their path ahead. They sized up the two of them and said in a deep voice, "You two, this is not a place you should be."

Rodney removed his hood.

The two looked at Rodney, then at each other, not understanding what he meant.

Rodney frowned, "You don’t recognize me?"

"How amusing. Should we recognize you?"

"How is Sores?"

One tall Dark Clan member’s expression immediately turned cold. He drew out a dagger and threatened, "I don’t know what you’re trying to do. Ray won’t be here either. I’ll say it again, this is not a place you should be. Leave immediately."

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