The Rise of the Black Plain



When the white-haired old man activated his innate ability, and his eyes turned black, his consciousness floated, and he slowly began to see scenes from a movie.

But this was not a movie, but what had happened in such a place below where he was standing.

Several low-level Demigods and high-level Sages had died in the area, mostly suffering from just a single individual.

'How strange...' This old man thought to himself, frowning, 'Why can't I see his face nor feel his spiritual fluctuation?'

In the movie playing in his mind, a man with blurred outlines killed most of the dead Spiritual Sages in this area with just a few gestures and then created a supreme weapon. 

However, given the level of the opponents of this prodigy who had fought there, he couldn't be strong. That is, he couldn't be a high-level Demigod, as was the case with people capable of forming a supreme weapon!

After all, why would a high-level Demigod use such powerful high against mere low-level Demigods?

That would be like using the most powerful of moves to kill an insect!

This man was a high-level Spiritual Demigod, and he knew very well that forming a supreme weapon would weaken even someone at his level, level 97. So it made no sense to think the man who had slaughtered his opponents there was someone compelling.

As such, he couldn't help but find it strange that he couldn't see or feel the characteristics of this talented prodigy.

'Interesting... It looks like he must have some great contacts. Let's see if I can find out more about it the old-fashioned way.' He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they had returned to their normal state.

Looking at the tribe hidden among the trees, this man wasted no time, quickly approaching where the most powerful people were.

He completely ignored the surrounding defenses, looking from side to side for traces.

Finding only a weakened level 80 young man in the medical wing of the place, he was surprised to find no one stronger and looked at all the residences there for the wounded.

But there were none.

His eyebrows drew together, and he asked aloud. "What happened here? Can someone tell me?"

When his voice came up, the stronger Sages around this estate heard him and immediately noticed his presence in the protected area of this place.

This Demigod was so strong that no one there had noticed him approaching, and upon hearing him, everyone felt their hearts beating faster.

The level 89 old man, the strongest one there, looked at that Demigod and said. "Senior... Who are you? Have we done something we shouldn't?"

That Demigod continued to observe the surroundings but said to that person. "You are really rude... Haven't you learned to respect your elders? Answer my question before you ask other things, young man."

"That... I'm sorry." The old man said, but he didn't know what to say to this unexpected intruder. "What exactly are you talking about? We have been here for a long time. Many things have happened here."

"Don't be silly. You know what I'm talking about." The old man looked in the direction of that descendant of Henricus Longus, causing him to look away and look down.

"That... Hmm, well, uh, it was a battle. Someone attacked us." This fellow said as he felt the mercenaries hired by Minos had already left. "They left after attacking us."

The old man narrowed his eyes, seeing how this person lied right in front of him. "But what about the one who led those people? That person who hurt you most significantly. Where is he? What happened to him?"

Fermo heard this and finally noticed this invader, leaving Minos behind in that room.

"He is no longer a problem for us, senior. Please don't put any more pressure on us about this. We've suffered enough!" Fermo shouted as he gestured, humbly asking that man to stop.

With the difference between their levels, showing resistance would not help them. Only humbling themselves before such a person would give them any chance!

The Demigod looked at Fermo, noticing he was not lying.

"My friends, don't worry. I will do nothing against that person. I know he is still here, but I am not here to put you in danger. I am only interested in knowing who did that and understanding where this singularity comes from." He said in a friendly tone.

But the silence was all he heard right after he finished speaking since no one in the surrounding area would dare to talk about Minos.

'Damn it. We were so close!' Fermo thought. 'In a few more weeks, we would be in the Spatial Kingdom or traveling to the Central Continent! Why do we have to meet this man now?'

"Can the senior tell us how you found us, at least?" A level 88 woman knew it would do no good to remain silent and ask such a thing.

This white-haired old man looked at that woman and answered. "Simple, I was cultivating nearby and felt the spiritual fluctuation of a supreme weapon coming from this direction.

If it weren't for the fact that I was at a critical moment in my cultivation, I would have come here right after I felt that. Haven't you been visited by anyone else these days?"

"No."

"That means I was the only one who noticed it." He smiled, knowing that this way, things would be easier.

Like any fusion or technique, the supreme weapon created by Minos left traces after its formation, something that could reach even a few thousand miles away.

Minos knew this, but in the heat of the moment of battle, he had not bothered with the danger of drawing someone powerful to himself.

When he awoke earlier, he was so exhausted that he had ignored this possibility and continued in this place, thinking it was safe for him.

However, this person had noticed him and was there for him!

"So what? Will you tell me where he is? Unfortunately, I have not found anyone who fits the profile of the person I am looking for." He said, without hiding the truth from these people.

Minos was the only one who fit the profile, but this level 80 young man had no way of doing that!

It was absurd to think that, and he naturally judged that someone else was behind such an event.

"Do you want to know where he is?" A faint voice reached the ears of all the people nervously waiting to see what this Demigod would do.

Gulp!

Then Fermo looked back and saw Minos limping as he walked to the outside of that tree.

The old high-level Demigod looked at Minos with interest and was silent.

"High-level Demigod, do you wish to meet him? I can help you, but only if you tell me where you come from and your interest." Minos said in a weary tone, panting as he walked.