"I see how it is... suppose we are even now; we are done!" The Seer's voice echoed with controlled rage as he stepped out of the cave they had been teleported into.
The message lingered in front of their eyes, glaringly obtrusive against the dimly lit surroundings.
Ling Yue waved her hand in annoyance, attempting to dismiss the intrusive prompts, only to find that the Seer had already left. All that remained before her was the scattered rubble of the cave's entrance.
The Demon Realm bore a striking resemblance to the atmosphere of Netherworld from a crafting game people love back on Earth. A pervasive tint of red permeated everything, casting an eerie glow over the twisted landscape. Above them, there was no sky, no stars—only darkness, as if they were trapped within a vast labyrinth.
