One of the Four Higher Planes. The Infernal Realm!
A cold, violet, knife-thin moon was hanging in the night sky, emanating a hazy, devilish violet moonlight which covered the boundless world before them.
"Rumble..." The dark, gloomy waves struck time and time again against the craggy cliff that was ten thousand meters high. Despite trillions of years having passed with the waters of the Starmist Sea continuously striking against it, this crag remained exactly as it had been ten thousand years ago, standing there unmoving.
This crag was absolutely straight, like the edge of a knife. Its surface gleamed like a mirror. In the Infernal Realm, it was known as Mirrormoon Ridge.
At the highest point of Mirrormoon Ridge, an ancient stone castle that was completely built from violet stones stood. It gave the aura of having been there forever. Only, on occasion, within the violet castle, a few flickers of light would occasionally flash hazily, as though in a dream.
In the center of the violet castle, there was an extremely flat empty area that was formed from ancient, earth-colored stones.
In this space, there were two enormous magic formations that were a hundred meters across. This magic formation was untold times more complicated than the magic transportation formation located in the Arctic Icecap. Next to these two giant magic formations, there were two powerfully built men present.
The two men wore violet clothes. On the outside, they wore violet robes with gold trims, and they also had unique violet seal markings on their forehead.
"Third Brother always works so hard. He never gives up any chance he can get to train." The violet-clothed warrior with black hair said.
The nearby violet-robed man with silver hair laughed as well. "Third Brother is so hard working that most likely he will soon take over the position of Commander." As they spoke, the two turned to look at the nearby bald youth who was seated in the meditative position close to them who wore the same clothes as they did.
"Rumble..."
In the empty space, one of the massive magic formations began to emanate a misty light, and then three figures appeared within the distorted space in the center of the magic formation. After the misty light dispersed, they were able to clearly see those three figures. Standing in the center was a youth dressed in a sky-blue robe, while the other two were a golden-haired beauty as well as an impish, delicate looking youngster wearing a straw hat.
The three looked curiously around at their surroundings.
"Oho!" The black-haired warrior laughed loudly. "How rare. The three which came to the Infernal Realm this time are all at the Deity level. It seems two of them are even Gods. The three of them are quite clever. They didn't come at the Saint level, haha..."
"Those who come to the Infernal Realm at the Saint level are utter fools." The silver-haired man snickered.
The bald man who had been meditating now rose to his feet. This bald man had a pair of icy cold, silver eyes. He walked over and said calmly, "Welcome to the world of experts – the Infernal Realm!" His hoarse voice echoed in the empty space.
The three people who had been brought over were Linley, Delia, and Bebe.
"So powerful!" Seeing the three in front of him, Linley couldn't help but grow guarded. "These three people should all be more powerful than me. They are most likely Gods. However, they could also be Highgods."
Bebe shouted loudly in excitement, "Wow! Hey, handsome fellas in purple, so this is the Infernal Realm? Whoaaaah, what a dense elemental aura. Also, there's so many experts here as well...hey hey, check those guys out, those six horned creatures. This is my first time seeing them."
