Hundred Ghosts Plane?
Su Ziyu's expression paused slightly, and he quickly looked up at the sky.
Thankfully.
There were no dark clouds in the sky, just a bright moon and scattered stars in the night sky. It looked like he wouldn't have to endure another thunder tribulation.
The planar suppression also dissipated along with it.
It should be that the Energy Level of this plane could already accommodate his presence, after all, there were Netherworld Yama here, and many existences had power above the demigod level.
"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony; freedom, equality, justice, rule of law; patriotism, dedication, integrity, friendship..." Su Ziyu closed his eyes and sensed the space rift that had completely disappeared, muttering to himself.
Although he didn't know why he needed to do this, there must be a reason.
