For Xuan now, there are not many things that can make him truly think of as good things. Most of the treasures in the multiverse are optional for him.

Take the Pirate World as an example. Putting it in the entire multiverse is considered a medium plane. Demon Fruit is definitely a rare treasure in most worlds. But for Xuan, even the most precious devil fruit cannot make him interested.

But the abyss is different. This is a chaotic place close to the peak of the multiverse. Although the "Duke of Flame"'s strength is probably not too strong in Xuan, it is hard to guarantee that he will not have any good things to collect. Since he has come, he will not go to the treasure house for a walk. I am so sorry for myself.

After turning around, the defensive devils were clearly visible in Xuan's eyes. He consciously lowered his own breath and tried not to attract the attention of these devils. As he went down, the more powerful the devil was responsible for guarding.

The abyss is different from other places. The space and even the crystal walls here are not only extremely hard, but also chaotic. Xuan never thought that the interlaced space faults can be confused to this extent. According to his understanding, this level of spatial chaos should have long formed a chaotic void, and there are magical places like various abysses.

However, people live in order to refresh their own cognition. Xuan did not make any fuss about it except to express a considerable degree of curiosity.

It is precisely because of this that Xuan cannot move himself to a parallel space casually. The difficulty of his attempt to hide from these devils guarded was increased. As the devil's strength increased, he still had the possibility of being discovered.

Compared to the method of moving the fault space, he now directly takes action on the law of cause and effect, using the authority of Dark Gaia to make these devils think that he is an ordinary stone.

But this method also has risks. Xuan's strength at this time can only exert part of Dark Gaia's ability. It is natural that the group of guys who are used to fool the pirate world is fine. It is a bit difficult to deal with guys of the "gods and demons" level.

Fortunately, after so long, Xuan has not encountered such a strong man of that level. Perhaps this is the surface of the abyss, and it has not reached the situation where demons are everywhere.

"Well, is there a Sartre in front?" Xuan, who was walking in the circular downward corridor, stopped.

In his eyes, there was a red Sartre demon about three hundred meters below. It was just the first time he judged that it was the strongest demon Xuan had encountered so far.

"It's interesting. There is a demon guarding the territory of a devil lord!" Xuan's mouth smiled.

According to the information of the magician group in the other world he read, the main categories in the abyss are divided into two types: demons and devils, and there are countless small races within each other, which are as numerous as stars in the sky.

Many people cannot tell the difference between demons and devils. They seem to be dark creatures living in the abyss, and they are synonymous with evil, as if there is no need to distinguish them.

But in fact, there are many differences between the two, and they even have a hostile relationship. The devil is synonymous with cunning, greed, and conspiracy. Compared with the chaotic and disorderly demons, the devil prefers to do things with his own mind, such as seducing some human beings who want to gain strength and driving them to achieve their goals.

Demons are more synonymous with violence and chaos. Most of them are types that hit one punch, whether for other races or similar ones.

Therefore, in the abyss, the devil often laughed at them as stupid people without brains. The devil believed that the devil was a coward who only hid behind him, and when they met, they mostly punched him directly.

Therefore, a demon who seems to be of high rank appears on the territory of the Devil Lord, which is a fun thing in itself.

After pausing for a few seconds, Xuan continued to walk downwards. The Sartre race is a kind of demon, not a big species. Basically, the officers of the Burning Legion under Sargeras began to appear in every corner of the abyss over time.

There are countless races in the multiverse. In theory, as long as there is life, it will fall into depravity after being infected by the power of the abyss, so there are countless species of demons and devils.

However, in the abyss, it is not divided according to absolute demons and devils. There are several other major forces, which cannot be simply defined as demons or devils. For example, the Legion of Fallen Angels led by Lucifer, a powerful force famous in the multiverse, has made many powerful people afraid in the abyss, and is one of the strongest forces in the entire abyss.

At this time, Xuan certainly didn't know that he had been targeted by the famous Fallen Angel leader, otherwise he wouldn't have been so leisurely.

Without any detour, Xuan walked downwards directly, and as he passed by a corner, he appeared in front of Sartre.

"Yeah!" Sartre, who was red all over, reacted immediately and cast a vigilant look at Xuan. His power was very strong and he had a chance to get rid of the influence of Xuan's simple law of cause and effect.

Of course, this is because Xuan itself is not good at the application of the law of cause and effect, and it is not even considered an entry-level demon, otherwise this level of demon would not notice any strangeness at all.

In addition, the abyss creatures are naturally resistant to such rules, which leads to Xuan having to kill him before he can continue to move down.

"Roar..." Sartre let out an angry roar and rushed towards Xuan like lightning, but...

He looked at this Sartre with a smile. The world was silent at the same time. All colors within a hundred meters dissipated at the same time, leaving only the most pure black and white colors. All things were silent, and everything was frozen at this moment.

Sartre's figure was three meters above the ground, with a ferocious anger on his face. The roar that had just been released did not even spread.

Xuan walked past him with a smile, everything faded again, and the colors of the world returned, as if nothing had ever happened.

Bang!

The red Sartre fell to the ground, his eyes still maintained the anger he had just now, and there was no wound on his body, but his life had been lost.
Chapter completed!