Chapter 140: Entering The Astral Plane

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BLING!

*Ding!* *Given the dire circumstances, it is recommended that the host use up his Evolution Essence in order to upgrade the 'Cloak' Trait to A-Rank, upon which the host will acquire the ability to cloak parts of your existence, such as the hypothetical scenario where you don't sign a harmful contract.*

Azmodeus roughly understood what the system was saying, and after a moment of contemplation, he said, "Do it."

*Ding!* *You have used up 100 Tredecillion Evolution Essence in order to rank up your Cloak Trait to A-Rank, allowing you to escape the eyes of any experts below the Planet Forger Realm!*

*Ding!* *Along with the Chameleon Lepron Comet-Rank Physique, you are now able to hide various aspects of yourself from even those who just broke through to the Planet Forger Realm!*

Following all of the system notifications, Azmodeus checked up on the calm and composed Pan Nu before discreetly burning the contract.

After which, he acted like nothing had happened. However, when he recalled the fact that the girl on his shoulders didn't have the same Cloaking Ability, his expression morphed a little as he asked, "Do you mind if-"

But before he could finish his question, a faint light was emitted from Pan Nu's small body, causing the contract in front of her face to wither and fade away.

"???"

She noticed the confusion present in the horsie's crimson-colored eyes as she softly whispered, "Family stuff..."

"...Family stuff, huh...?"

Azmodeus wasn't even surprised anymore, as he let out a sigh before refocusing his attention on the ten illusory figures in the sky.

He was waiting for something to change within the shadowy expression of the Principality Prince's, and he wasn't forced to wait long as the leading Prince made an announcement:

And with how absurdly high his regeneration was with all the various boosters applied, there was roughly a 50% chance that he could make it out of this fall in one piece.

"I'm willing to take those odds..."

The voice of a man traveling downwards like a cannonball echoed throughout the vast blue skies of the Astral Plane as he was mere meters away from touching base with a mountain!

And the moment he made contact with said mountain happened in an instant!

BOOOOOOM!!

A loud explosion reverberated, violently shaking the entire topography for hundreds of miles!

And at the center of a crater, there was a mangled bag of meat squirming around, causing the surrounding dust and sut to disperse.

The sight of this lump of meat wiggling and making unusual noises was one that would make anyone watching it feel uneasy.

But in the case of the burnt meat lump himself, he was glad that his bet ended up going in his favor, as it didn't take long before a pair of legs, a torso, and arms were formed from the blood and internal organs scattered across the crater's epicenter.

After a few seconds of further healing, a man of unparalleled beauty was standing upright at over 6 feet tall, his looks beyond human and his demeanor that of a reclusive sword immortal who knew nothing other than the everlasting pursuit of cultivation.

"That was quite a painful experience... But in the end, everything worked out," Azmodeus muttered to himself while scanning his surroundings, attempting to discern where he was.

Although his divine sense appeared to be severely limited, his vision hadn't decreased by much, so he used the old-fashioned way of seeing and saw...

Some forestry... A few bushes and some odd animals with weird color schemes and appendages...

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