Chapter 1357 Humiliation

1357 Humiliation

"Isn't that the Fifth Plane? The place Empana is from? Don't tell me he lost to this kind of trash?"

The people of the Eighth Plane were quite indifferent to what was happening. They couldn't communicate with those outside of their pillars, so other than casually observing those that were around them, they didn't care to do much else. But when this was suddenly noticed, they all turned toward the pillar Ryu and Mae were on.

Not only was there no Empana, but it didn't even look like any of the Lizard Demon Race were present.pana was quite famous amongst the youths of the Eighth Plane. If one wanted to rise to a higher Plane, you couldn't just be mediocre if you wanted a place. The kind of pressure you would face was unimaginable, and with so many geniuses around them, why would powerful Sects of the Eighth Plane care to recruit people from as low as the Fifth Plane? If anything, they might give the Seventh Plane a glance.

This was all to say that Empana was quite well known amongst them, though, unsurprisingly, also quite looked down upon for his identity. When these few saw that he wasn't even the first of his own Plane, they couldn't help but be amused. The only one who remained silent among them was a young man who could only be described as a beautiful demon.

He was tall, but not exaggeratedly so, standing at about three inches shorter than Ryu. He had incredibly pale skin, only accented by a group of radiant sapphire scales beneath his eyes and his just as radiant blue eyes. He was a picture perfect man, carrying a hint of exoticness that could make women swoon, almost like the vampires of legend with an edge of the robustness of dragons.

It was hard to tell if he was silent because he found this sort of gossip to be beneath him, or if it was because he respected Empana more than these people, or maybe it was because his mind was simply wandering elsewhere.

However, the answer was more obvious when he looked away from Ryu to take a look at the Ninth Plane's geniuses. They were the only group which, even after all this time, didn't care to pay attention to those around them. At the same time, it was impossible to see their forms, each one shrouded in fog.

That said, they were also the Plane with the most competition. They didn't have just one group, but seven of them, each one led by their own leaders and varying greatly in size. The beautiful demon knew that each one of these groups represented a legendary existence...

"Senior brother Enydark! Are you okay?"

The beautiful demon, or rather Enydark, finally snapped out of it, looking up. His face was drenched in sweat as his wild grin slowly faded. His indifference returned as though nothing at all had happened.

"It's nothing," he said lightly.

His companions looked toward one another, clearly not believing his words, but there was nothing more that could be said about the matter since he had already spoken.

Another pillar shook at that moment and the people of the Sixth Plane appeared. Not long after, those of the Fourth Plane appeared, then came the Third.

Just when some thought that even the Second Plane would appear before Empana even had a chance, or maybe it was that he had already fallen, another flash appeared on the Fifth Plane.

Empana, lanjor and several hundred others finally appeared, beaten and haggard. When the saw Ryu sitting down and meditating calmly, their expressions warped.

lanjor wasn't surprised at all, he already knew that this would happen. His expression only warped because he had been manipulated by Ryu again and it pissed him off. He really wanted to bend this brat over his knee, but then he remembered that he had already said that his father was the subordinate of Ryu's family. Fighting Ryu was one thing, but disrespecting him would be like disrespecting his father.

When he thought to that point, he almost blew his top.

Empana, however, felt that he had never experienced such shame in his life.