Chapter 389: 389

All of them knelt on the ground saluting him. Ibro got used to this way which started way back from his Hepatia village at the Zeraxos game. He then explained the mission:

"I want you to come with me to the world on the other side of the portal. There, I want every one of you to spread over and cover the whole world. I know that the world is huge, so I used to spread a few of my bony dragons there. 

I want you to supervise them and search together for villages. You can spot villages easily as they are surrounded by tons of huge demon gates. 

When any of you discovers a village, he would use his divine sense to relay the message to cultivators near him. You continue relaying the message till it reaches me, and then I will act and come to this village location. Is there any question?"

One of the cultivators asked:

"What should we do if we have met some demons?"

"Don't worry, the demons there are scattered on the ground. So far, I haven't met any flying demon. If you meet any flying demon, which is rare and hard to occur, then relay the message and try to retreat towards my location. Never engage with demons alone without my presence. If necessary, then use the help of your nearby cultivators to attack together."

Ibro then looked towards this group of 10k cultivators or so as he waited for any other inquiries, but none asked again. He then ordered:

"Let's move out."

This time, he went through the portal to reach the gate world. The situation there was drastically different from the last time he entered there. 

His skeletons had already controlled this area and moved to control more regions. Ibro had to admit, his enemy was a cunning bastard this time, as he played the war of attrition perfectly. 

On the borders of the regions controlled by his skeletons, endless streams of demons kept pouring without end. Ibro wasn't worried about his skeletons, as he had endless legions of them. 

He sat his gaze upon destroying the source by absorbing all these demon gates which filled this world. 

At once, Ibro flew in the sky as he moved followed by his cultivators who started to spread out in an organized manner. In less than one hour, the original 10k cultivators lost more than half of their numbers. 

Ibro didn't stop summoning his dragon on the way, as he needed his dragons to help his cultivators in this mission. 

Just as one hour passed, Ibro got news from his spreading cultivators about finding the locations of 10 villages. Ibro sighed; he wasted a lot of time wandering aimlessly while he could use this godly trick which was available to him. 

In less than one hour, he got one-tenth of the result he wasted a whole week to get, and that was done with a null effort from him. He sighed again while he moved to the location of the nearest village. 

Ibro started hunting villages one by one at a rapid pace. In less than 10 hours, he had already conquered and moved over 100 villages, which was equal to his weekly effort. 

That made him sigh again in regret. Ibro kept moving around from village to village as his cultivators-dragons network of surveillance was very effective in doing its job. 

Although the world was huge, Ibro became confident in his ability to cover it all in one month. He had less than three months for the demon reinforcement to reach here, so that left him with two extra months he could do anything during which. 

The villages inside his pocket space worlds were increasing at a rapid pace. Ibro had discovered some patterns in the village distribution here; they were layered like an onion, one layer of villages then followed by another layer. 

In between these layers, there was nothing except endless demons. After one week of hard work, Ibro decided to take some rest in his pocket space world with Maya. 

He needed to purify his soul sea, so he dried it up like usual and entered his world. 

The effect of cultivating with Maya was miraculous, not only his soul sea got replenished again, but it also got upgraded. It was a slight advancement every time, but it was an upgrade.

"I wonder if there is some sort of technique that can help me jump spaces covered by my divine sense."

Maya was completely ragged under him as her breathing was racing like a motorcycle. 

She couldn't even lift her head, as every muscle of her body ached and was completely relaxed. She hardly spoke in an audible tone as she whispered very softly:

"Yes, many cultivators know this trick, including me of course."

Ibro's eyes shone brightly, he wanted to acquire this technique and copy it for his personal use. Jumping from place to place under the effect of his divine sense would make him cross huge distances in less time. 

Ibro awarded her with other intimate moments that made her lose her consciousness at the end of euphoria. Ibro then moved out of the house with high spirit, he finally could rival his greatest foe… time.

'Look for Foris, that swordsman who serves under Maya directly. Move him here to me.'

'Do you want to copy his space jump technique?'

'Yes, can you turn it into a divine ability?'

'Sigh, you are very ambitious. Copying it alone won't help, so I prefer to merge it with the already available time and space jump function, this way it will be provided to you in a more advanced form.'

Ibro smiled as he replied:

'That's even better; I have no complaint at all. Contact him and move him now. We still have a world to conquer and a fiend to slain.'

In moments, Foris appeared in front of Ibro, as he saluted him in the usual way. Ibro spoke directly about his intentions as he asked:

"Tell me, can you jump from one place to another by your divine sense?"

Foris replied without hesitation:

"Yes, my king. This is a technique known in our cultivation world by the divine sense teleportation technique."

Ibro was excited as he ordered:

"Good, use that technique now and show it to me."

Foris didn't understand the true intentions of Ibro, but he understood how strong Ibro was. Strong cultivators in his realm would never speak about something without wise reasons. 

So, he used his technique without delay as he disappeared from his place and appeared a couple of miles away from Ibro. He didn't dare to teleport a great distance as he felt his king wanted to assess his technique somehow. 

Foris intuition was on the spot, as Ibro's system needed to grasp the full technique performance so it could transform it into a mighty function.