The scorching wind that erodes the soul blew past the glimmering outline.
Lu Li stood in the barren, dark red world, beneath the ominous swirling clouds like a nightmare, rivers of magma flowing across the vast wilderness, Hell Creatures roaming the land.
This scene reminded Lu Li of an oil painting called "Heaven and Hell," where the left side featured sunshine, white clouds, hills, rivers, and sheep grazing. On the right, the sunshine turned to a dark red glow, white clouds into vortexes, hills became barren, rivers into magma, and crawling Hell Creatures roamed.
Hell.
Lu Li had arrived again, after losing contact between the mortal realm and Hell.
Because of a devil's curse?
Lu Li's gaze fell on the inverted pentagram on the back of his hand, which was emitting heat and light. The Devil's Daughter was on her way—or perhaps the devil itself.
