In an indescribable top-level plane.
The dense red mist pervaded, and gaping ravines crisscrossed the earth, standing amid them were cities with a chilling style.
Within the cities, the rare native Devils could be seen everywhere.
This is one of the Devil Race's strongholds.
Deep Red Plane!
In the depths of the plane, hidden in the dense red mist, there was a looming city.
The Holy Land of the Devil Race.
Demon Lord City.
Even within the Devil Race, only those who have cultivated to the Holy Tier are qualified to enter this city.
In the center of the city, there is a dark red Divine Mountain, with magnificent palaces stretching from the mountain's base to its peak.
Many palaces emanate the pressure of the Holy Tier.
At this moment,
inside the Demon Lord Palace at the mountain peak, an indescribable, law-incarnating blurred figure sat on the throne, its oppressing gaze scanning over the formidable holy tier beings below.
It!
