Undoubtedly, everything here held immense research value!
And it wasn’t just Jie Ming who realized this—other, more experienced wizards came to the same conclusion almost instantly.
Excitement and greed spread like wildfire through every wizard’s heart!
The reason for their loss of composure was simple: in this plane, they could reap even greater rewards!
[This world has no sixth-rank beings!]
This piece of intelligence ignited the wizards’ desires more than any pre-battle rallying cry!
No sixth-rank beings meant no entities capable of communing with the world’s origin or wielding the plane’s laws.
It meant that no matter what fear and slaughter they unleashed here, the lifeforms of this world couldn’t drag the entire plane down with them, as some resilient planes might.
With this knowledge, all lingering concerns vanished!
The wizards present were like ravenous wolves, caged for centuries and finally unleashed.Their eyes, shimmering with elemental aura, burned with the most primal, greedy flames. Barely through the spatial rift, they began frantically plundering everything in sight!
The massive rift in the sky, like a scar on the world, and the hundred thousand “demons” pouring out, radiating terror, sent the native creatures of this once-peaceful region into a frenzy!
Though they had never seen wizards before, the natives instinctively knew these beings, exuding unrestrained, brutal auras, were not herbivores.
Amid violent ripples in the mist, the native creatures, driven by an instinctive fear of death, scattered in all directions!
Yet, before absolute power, only the farthest or luckiest escaped. Most were engulfed in a chorus of desperate, unwilling wails by the dark “meteor shower” of wizards.
The dominant species in this region was a group of colossal creatures, resembling deep-sea rays, each over a hundred meters long.
They were the apex predators of this misty sea, natural sky hunters.
But today, they met their doom.
When the first wizard appeared like a specter before the massive “ray” colony, these overlords barely had time to react.
A jet-black curse ray, imbued with the laws of “death” and “decay,” sliced through the mist, striking the largest “ray” leader with pinpoint accuracy!
No earth-shattering explosion, no gut-wrenching screams.
The leader’s massive, vibrant body dissolved like ice in sulfuric acid, silently corroding and melting away.
In an instant, the struck area turned into a foul-smelling puddle of black pus.
Fortunately, the leader’s size was immense, and though the damage was severe, it only let out a painful wail.
Only then did the colony snap out of its arrogance as food chain apexes!
They emitted furious and terrified shrieks, desperately manipulating the surrounding air to form visible airflow shields of high-speed currents.
Younger individuals instinctively whipped their tails, firing air cannons at the wizards in a futile attempt to fend off the sudden, terrifying enemy.
But it was all in vain.
More wizards swarmed in like sharks scenting blood.
The airflow shields, capable of deflecting meteors, were shredded like paper before dozens of multicolored torrents of destructive witchcraft!
The air cannons were either dodged with agile movements or blocked outright with energy shields.
Realizing these beings were formidable, the ray colony tried to escape, relying on their naturally superior speed.
But the wizards were faster!
Before they could react further, streams of colorful lights pierced into the colony.
What followed was a one-sided massacre.
Witchcraft effortlessly tore through their vaunted, resilient bodies.
Broken limbs, organs, and tissue fragments floated in the air.
The wizards, like the most efficient scavengers, greedily collected what they saw as top-tier research materials.
Some specializing in “flesh puppets” and “bio-modification” even used specialized energy cages to capture surviving specimens for study.
Even the pale cyan blood glowing in the air was gathered into orbs by various witchcraft techniques, not a drop wasted!
In mere minutes, the dominant colony of this region was utterly erased from the world.
In this near-carnival of “hunting,” Jie Ming, with his reaction speed far surpassing his peers, secured several intact tissue samples.
He closely examined a massive fin, gleaming like cyan jade.
The creature’s blood lacked the typical metallic tang of conventional beings.
Instead, it had a breezy, ethereal quality.
Analysis revealed the blood was an exceptionally pure high-energy liquid, almost entirely composed of “wind elements.”
This material, whether for potion crafting or as a catalyst in experiments, would serve as an excellent solvent.
Relying on his physique, tempered by countless body-refining techniques, Jie Ming didn’t hesitate to bite into the still-warm flesh!
Crunch… crunch…
“Hmm… the flesh itself is tasteless, with a texture like chewing raw rubber—pretty tough,” Jie Ming commented while chewing.
After swallowing, he felt a cool airflow rush to his brain, sharpening his mind and accelerating his thoughts.
Even in its raw, unprocessed state, the flesh rivaled the effects of some wizard-grade auxiliary potions.
Imagine its value after professional potion refinement.
Jie Ming extracted a bone from the flesh, inspecting it with the All-Purpose Eye.
The bone was astonishingly light, almost weightless, yet possessed an uncanny durability!
It also had exceptional elemental compatibility…
“Not bad. This could be a core material for high-quality wands. Given this creature’s properties, a wand made from it would significantly amplify wind-element witchcraft!”
Satisfied, Jie Ming stored his haul and remembered his five Black Giants.
But when he turned to look, his expression froze.
The five towering, imposing Black Giants were awkwardly flailing their limbs in the gravity-less mist.
Like five landlubbers learning to swim, they “dog-paddled” clumsily through the fog.
Jie Ming slapped his forehead, exasperated, realizing his blunder:
The Black Giants, modified from “Lava Giants,” were designed for solid-ground combat.
They were utterly unsuited for agile aerial battles or buoyancy-dependent aquatic combat!
It was like the initial invasion of the Frostflame Plane.
Back then, powerful Lava Giants relied on bizarre flying mounts to launch attacks.
It wasn’t that Lava Giants couldn’t fly.
They could propel themselves with bursts of flame from their bodies.
But that was less “flying” and more “ejecting.”
It was neither agile nor efficient.
And it couldn’t be sustained for long.
As elemental beings, their energy was both their “mana bar” and “health bar.”
Depleting it meant death.
This flight method was akin to “bleeding to fly.”
Aquatic combat was even worse.
Though modified Black Giants weren’t vulnerable to cold, their essence constantly absorbed ambient heat.
In highly conductive water, they’d likely freeze themselves into giant ice blocks from excessive heat absorption.
“Still… it’s fortunate I realized this without heavy losses. I’ll fix it once I’m back…”
After a brief wave of frustration, Jie Ming calmed himself.
Finding flaws in his combat system was, after all, a key reason for joining this planar war.
Moments later, he adjusted his mindset and resumed flitting through the vast region.
Like a diligent bee, he collected various exotic biological specimens he’d never seen.
Behind him, his five towering Black Giants, now equipped with temporary “flight artifacts” crafted from biomaterials, wobbled and jetted awkwardly, trailing behind Jie Ming.