The blood-red sun hung above like a massive fireball, emitting a suffocating heat and blinding light, yet still unable to dispel the pervasive haze covering the entire sky.

Serrated black mountains undulated in the distance, seemingly teeming with flocks of birds in flight.

Gale-force winds howled past, causing millstone-sized rocks to tumble with a rolling sound, as clouds of sandstorm enveloped the scene.

Sunan stood on a prominent slope, gazing out at the desolate land before him.

This was the Blood Abyss.

The most chaotic place in the entire multiverse, where slaughter and combat erupted constantly.

The demons born from the Blood Abyss would slaughter one another from the moment of their birth, devouring their kin’s souls as nourishment for evolution, gaining ever-greater power.

"The laws here are indeed very chaotic."

Sunan concentrated, sensing the planar laws around him.

After mastering the Gravity Law, he was already able to touch the law’s power of the plane’s essence.

The moment he set foot in the Blood Abyss, he felt the extremely chaotic power of the law here.

The same planar laws, yet far more disorderly, violent, and intricate than other planes.

It was as if many laws were intertwined, tangled together as one, and trying to find a usable power of law within was akin to unraveling silk threads.

"Even if Divine Spirits and True Spirit Wizards came here, their combat strength would be reduced by two or three tenths for no reason."

Sunan sighed.

No wonder no one wanted to set foot in the Blood Abyss.

Only a few evil-aligned Divine Spirits—like the Spider Goddess Queen—would recruit demons from the Blood Abyss as petitioners.

Coming back to his senses, Sunan casually chose a direction and aimlessly flew across the wasteland.

The Blood Abyss was the convergence of all chaos, where every coincidence and accident began and ended.

The chaos here was not only reflected in the demons’ chaotic nature but also in the plane’s climate, time, and even environment.

Everything in the terrain here was constantly changing, with no fixed referential landscape, and maps were utterly nonsensical.

Therefore, without a demon guide, finding a specific place in the Blood Abyss was a matter of luck.

Thus, Sunan’s current goal was to find a ’guide.’

"Caw caw!"

A sudden shrill scream came from afar.

Sunan squinted and saw a few grotesque creatures flying toward him.

They appeared roughly like birds but, upon closer inspection, resembled a hybrid of vultures and humans with developed muscles and enormous gray wings—the demons.

They had bald vulture heads atop long, thick necks.

"Eagle Head Demons."

Sunan instantly recognized this kind of demon.

Eagle Head Demons were a type of low-tier demon, quite common in the Blood Abyss.

Sunan shook his head slightly, a bit disappointed.

Low-tier demons were not good targets for communication.

Unless tamed by high-tier demons to serve as slaves, most low-tier demons thought only of slaughter and feeding, wilder than beasts.

The combat ability of the Eagle Head Demon was just slightly better than that of a second-level Wizard Apprentice. Sunan didn’t even need to cast Magic; he flicked a finger, sending out a flash of lightning, causing the heads of three Eagle Head Demons to explode, their headless bodies wavering in midair before plummeting straight to the ground.

Without a glance at the bodies, Sunan continued to fly forward, simultaneously spreading his Spirit perception to search for signs of life around.

After mastering the Gravity Law, Sunan noticed that his Spirit perception had become much sharper than before, covering much more extensive areas.

Previously, his Spirit perception seemed like it was sinking into water—the further it stretched, the greater the resistance.

But now, his Spirit perception spread as if in the air, capable of extending to great distances.

Sunan guessed it was because he grasped the law, gained a deeper understanding of the plane’s essence, and thus faced less ’rejection’ from the plane.

With his current Spiritual Power, he could cover an area of four to five hundred kilometers, accurately locating life forms and roughly judging their strength based on energy aura.

"If that’s the case, when my mastery of the law deepens enough some day, could I sense the life aura of the entire plane with a single thought?"

Sunan had a sudden whim.

This speculation wasn’t necessarily far-fetched.

Though unaware of the specific path to advance beyond a True Spirit Wizard, he’d heard rumors suggesting it involved the will of the plane.

The will of the plane could be considered the core and ruler of the plane, controlling everything within.

To the will of the plane, detecting life auras was merely a trivial matter.

If he could master the will of the plane, he might snatch the life of any living being thousands of kilometers away with merely a thought!

But that was far in the future; for now, his main goal was to first ascend to a True Spirit Wizard.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Sunan continued on his way.

Before long, he found his target.

On the open wasteland, two groups of demons were engaged in fierce battle.

One group consisted of over thirty half-human, half-horse creatures.

These creatures had robust horse bodies and sickly human arms and faces.

Their upper bodies were pale and oozing pus, with massive horns protruding from their foreheads, clad in intricately structured full-body armor. Short, stiff tufts of hair jutted from the armor’s gaps, exuding a violent and ferocious vibe that made them appear formidable.

"Iron Rider Demons," Sunan mused, raising an eyebrow.

Iron Rider Demons were born for combat, notorious for their berserker tendencies even among the battle-loving demons.