Chapter 5771

He suppressed every trace of his presence; even the small fire unicorn he usually kept at his side now slept inside his storage ring.

With predator-sharp eyes, he surveyed the valley below.

A demonic array sealed the entrance, and a warping forcefield bent any probing sense away from the gorge. Charging straight through would be marching to his doom.

“A clever array,” he murmured, the faintest grin tugging at one corner of his mouth.

Rather than force a breach, he waited. He timed the guard rotations, memorized the rhythm of their lanterns, and studied the momentary flickers in the array’s current.

At the same time, he slipped a thread of spiritual sense into the valley-so light, so fluid, it slid past every detection node like quicksilver. Bit by bit, the hidden layout unfolded in his mind.

At the center stood a colossal obsidian hall where subterranean flames roared beneath the floor.