Chapter 753

Li Chen's plan was simple and effective.

He didn't need to deliberately let Sylph or Bilodisi go outside to spread news or create momentum.

He only needed to appear near the "Sighing Corridor" in that perfect posture of "Elf King bloodline" and "happen" to be discovered by the Wind-Whisperer family or other half-elves active nearby.

At that time, feeling his pure-to-the-extreme, sea-like pressure of the Elf King aura, as well as his unfathomable strength, the entire Wind-Whisperer family, and even more half-elf factions, would swarm over like a colony of bees smelling nectar, crazily and devoutly fawning over him, without him needing to waste any breath.

This is the natural appeal brought by absolute bloodline and absolute strength.

Sylph and Bilodisi were deeply convinced of this.

They watched as Li Chen turned into a faint stream of light and disappeared in the direction of the Sighing Corridor, their hearts filled with anticipation and prayer.

They had a strong premonition that when Li Chen returned from that place again, the fate of the two of them would undergo a earth-shaking change.

The Sighing Corridor, located hundreds of miles southwest of Silver Glow City, is a vast area shrouded in distorted force fields and chaotic energy.

This was Li Chen's first time coming to this place in person.

Stepping into its boundary, a desolate, ancient, and tyrannical aura rushed toward him.

The scenery here was far more bizarre and treacherous than described in legends.

Looking up, the sky was not blue, but presented a sickly, constantly changing vortex interwoven with purple-red and dark gray.

Huge spatial rifts were like hideous scars stretched across the firmament, occasionally tearing open and spitting out chaotic energy flows and unknown void matter;

At other times, they would slowly squirm and heal like living things, emitting teeth-aching, distorted sounds.

Further away, entire patches of the sky were constantly "collapsing" and "reorganizing," with broken spatial fragments peeling off like glass, only to be pieced back together under an invisible great force, over and over again, as if the laws of this world were already shattered.

On the ground, crisscrossing cracks were bottomless, like the giant mouths of demons, from which thick, corrosive black magic energy and nauseating, decaying corpse aura permeated.

In some places, huge bones remained, some like dragons, others completely unrecognizable, weird forms. The bones were as crystalline as jade, still emitting heart-palpitating pressure after countless years, clearly belonging to terrifying existences far beyond current cognition during their lifetime.

The air was filled with various violent energy turbulence: scorching flames burned out of thin air, bone-chilling ice instantly condensed and exploded, twisted shadows whispered bewitching magic sounds, holy light feathers and filthy dark spots eroded and annihilated each other...

This place seemed like a garbage dump where countless distinct law powers were forcibly shattered and mixed together.

Some weird creatures that had adapted to this extreme environment shuttled between the ruins and energy storms.

Their forms were distorted; some looked like they were pieced together from the corpse parts of various creatures, while others were composed entirely of energy bodies, emitting an aura of madness and destruction.

All of this silently told a fact: in the distant ancient era, one or several wars of true "God and Demon" level, exceeding the power limit of this world, had broken out here.

Only the clash of such existences could destroy a piece of heaven and earth to such a degree, causing the laws to collapse, and still unable to heal itself after countless years.

Li Chen restrained all his aura, like an invisible ghost, traveling through this dangerous, desperate land.

He did not choose to charge blindly because of his own powerful strength.

He knew deeply that in such ancient battlefield ruins, weird dangers at the level of rules were often hidden, and even a Sage Realm powerhouse, if triggered carelessly, could capsize in the gutter.

Relying on his extraordinary spiritual sense and keen perception of spatial fluctuations, he cleverly avoided all wandering weird creatures, energy storm cores, and those spatial traps that looked calm but hid murderous intent.

His goal was clear, and that was the deepest part of the Sighing Corridor.