In the Dragon Ancient Era, Danaila’s Ring was connected above and below, linking heavens and earth.

Later, Danaila’s Ring was damaged in the war between the Dragon Clan and giants, yet it still carried heavy responsibilities and remained one of the indispensable treasures of the Danaila Plane.

Until the three Great Planes invaded Danaila, Danaila’s Ring was seized by the creatures from the Abyss Plane, disappearing without a trace.

Over long years, Yanajins never forgot this treasure, entrusting the task of finding it to the sorcerer, unexpectedly, Ivan discovered the whereabouts of Danaila’s Ring in this manner.

"Such a pity, such a pity!"

He sighed softly, then brushed off these thoughts.

Having been expelled from Danaila, the original task is of no concern, better not mention it.

"Great Owl Thunder Ancestor, that old fellow is truly unlucky."

A moment ago, he had witnessed an absurd scene involving the Black-winged Fang Worm Clan and the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor.

Under the Black Fang Empress’s lead, the Purgatory Black Dragon reappeared, looming over and extending its head to the edge region of the Endless Abyss, exhaling a dragon breath from its giant mouth, colliding with the walls of the Chaos Well.

He clearly saw the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor caught up in that dragon breath, being swept into the swirling storm close to the well wall.

He also heard the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor loudly cursing, the scolding was clear, his words sharp.

Recalling that scene, Ivan shook his head slightly, ever since entering the Endless Abyss, Great Owl Thunder Ancestor hasn’t had a smooth moment, seems the rumors are true that once an Ancestor enters the Endless Abyss, they would encounter misfortunes.

Ivan didn’t see the end, unaware if this time the Great Owl Thunder Clan can manage.

That layer of swirling storm is formidable, it’s the power extending from the Chaos Well itself, used to capture and disrupt the Chaotic Energy Cluster, once caught or bound, it’s not easily escaped.

Overtime, your strength would rapidly deplete.

In other words, the more you fail to escape, the longer the delay extends, the harder it becomes to break free, forming a deadlock, ultimately converting through the Chaos Well, becoming nourishment to the Abyss.

’It can even be considered a merit, haha.’

Ivan thought without any pity, then shifted his focus to the Primordial Realm in front.

Following the brief glimpse earlier, he truly glimpsed the secrets of the lowest level of the Primordial Realm.

Indeed, the Primordial Realm’s function is to purify, filter, and convert energy, belonging to the fine processing of external energies.

The Chaos Well roughly absorbs and converts chaotic energy, striving to gain more, in this regard, the Endless Abyss excels among peers, ranking at the top.

As the core of the plane, the Primordial Realm is also the origin of life, containing mysterious life codes, capable of nurturing colorful life.

The latter is a blind spot in Ivan’s knowledge.

He quickly became absorbed, unable to extricate himself.

The Mini Primordial Realm returned to tranquility once more.

Meanwhile, the auras of two beast eggs soared rapidly, their growth rate exceeding imagination. The previously dying one has now become vibrant, energy exuberant, showing signs of overtaking.

After Ivan ’Pointing General’ succeeded, the little one became a member of the Black Star Army.

With the terrifying augmentation from the Secret Technique, and the abundant energy supply from the Mini Primordial Realm, their mutual promotion made such growth unsurprising, soon, it will surpass the newborn Beast Emperor Ancestor.

It’s worth mentioning that the little one’s Imperial Decree was renewed, otherwise, it wouldn’t resonate, obtaining strong support from the Primordial Realm.

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In the Endless Abyss, boundless storms envelop everything, the situation deteriorating further.

Many creatures managed to survive, enduring with different methods.

Farasheng and Orlando came prepared, unafraid of any disasters, effortlessly waiting in the area where someone vanished, never relaxing for a moment.

Their inner torment constantly intensified.

No one knows how much time passed.

Suddenly, Orlando’s facial muscles twitched inexplicably, a rare flicker appearing on his rugged face, and he subconsciously glanced at Farasheng not far away.

Without waiting for a response, he moved directly to his side, hurriedly pointed into the air.

A curtain of light quickly unfolded.

From which light emerged, a rolling Molten Lava Lake, surrounded by dark green flames and black smoke, entered the scene, the lake surface stood pillars of black copper, with various shapes of creatures bound in chains on them, screams intertwined.

And wanton, joyful laughter.

As the scene flowed, a tall figure seated in a crest-like throne appeared at the center, the figure’s head bore three sharp horns, resembling long spears stabbing three directions.

The laughter from the figure’s mouth abruptly stopped, eyes full of violence staring at Orlando and the slightly bewildered Farasheng on the screen’s side.

"Fools! How could you mess up, so many died, the deed undone, yet causing the Endless Abyss to lose control!"

"Do you wish to die!"

"------"

After exchanging glances, coarse shouts blared from the Cholera Prison Master’s mouth, forcing the two to lower their heads, daring not raise them.

Once the scolding stopped, Orlando finally spoke to explain.

"Master, please allow us to explain, that thing could resurrect endlessly, we pursued tirelessly, running through the entire Endless Abyss, killing that thing thrice."

"Now it has become a mere beast, easily crushed by a single squeeze."

"Only foreign creatures obstructed, it kept entangling, causing delays until now."

This time, Orlando didn’t appear as brusque as his exterior, rationally defending, detailing his hardships along the way.

"Foreign creatures obstructing?"

"Exactly!"

Orlando continued to assuredly promise: "Master rest assured, Farasheng and I have found their location, just give us a bit more time, we will burn all enemies to ashes, and come back to report."

Beside him, Farasheng’s face was solemn, but dared not interrupt.

The Ancestor is right above, he dared not show any impropriety.

"Finish quickly."

The Cholera Prison Master believed the words, the image abruptly ended, leaving a few strands of power floating there, Orlando quickly took out his Demon Slaughter Blade, receiving the bestowed Power of Ancestor.

After completing this, he let out a heavy sigh, only to find Farasheng staring directly at him.

"Task first, task first!"

He laughed awkwardly returning to the original lookout spot, gravely indicating: "Master’s temper is unsatisfactory, we must hurry."

Hearing this, Farasheng remained silent.

The Cholera Prison Master’s temper is not just bad, he delights in tormenting people, his methods are endless, the pain they inflict deep into the bones and soul, once in his hands, it’s akin to a disaster-grade nightmare.

"Why not, try your tracing method again, see if there’s any discovery?"

After a silent moment, Farasheng spoke pointedly, "If the other party decides not to come out, persistently hiding in secret, you and I would be in deep trouble, now it’s not the time to wait for doom."

This was eyeing Orlando’s recently-acquired Power of Ancestor.

Orlando hesitated awhile, decisively shook his head: "Not wise, not wise, that foreign creature is cunning, skilled at hiding, further trials will be fruitless, better to save the power, hitting him hard when the time comes, ending it once and for all."

"Then wait, until your Master loses patience, see what you do then!"

"Do not use provocation, I don’t believe the other can hide forever."

"Hmph!"

Faced with Farasheng’s persuasion, Orlando remained unmoved.

Farasheng didn’t get angry, occasionally persuading, hoping the other would change his mind.

Unbeknownst.

One day, during their verbal entanglement, three figures silently appeared not far from them, hidden in the void, unnoticed by the two, yet overhearing their conversation.

’These two fools, still not giving up.’

It was Ivan from the Mini Primordial Realm, alongside two rapidly growing Beast Emperor Ancestors.

Ivan eyed the two with malice, thinking this can’t be settled like this, a plan formed in his mind.

He had more significant matters to attend, temporarily undesirable to overcomplicate.

Doesn’t mean he couldn’t deal with them, since they enjoy pursuing relentlessly, he’ll expose his aura later, letting them continue the chase, then handle both major and minor matters together.