Above that mountain range, fortune was rampant.
The members of those mercenary groups had already retreated into caves.
Thick blood clouds shrouded the entire mountain range, and a nauseating stench of blood filled the air.
The summit of the mountain was shrouded in crimson, like a land of Shura.
In front of Lin Chen and Su Miaomiao, a figure slowly appeared.
The man was dressed in black, and as he appeared, the air was filled with sounds of harrowing screams.
Even Su Miaomiao felt her whole body tremble at this aura of slaughter.
In this continent, this man's strength had reached its peak.
Even Su Miaomiao was not his opponent.
The entire land was enveloped in this terrifying aura.
On this continent, everyone watched the distant crimson glow.
An old man's face turned extremely tragic, saying that the demon king's emergence heralded yet another catastrophe.
"The demon king has emerged? How is that possible, wasn't he already sealed?" a young man said grimly.
