In the depths of the Demon Prison, a Golden Hall was forged.
The hall was vast beyond measure, and when one looked up, it was as tall as Nine-blade Mountain, and the dome was out of sight.
In the dazzling golden ambiance, a sense of oppression lingered, as if omnipresent.
For mere mortals who stepped in, it was as if they were ants.
This Golden Hall seemed not to have been built for humans.
"The Hall of the Fallen Gods, this palace was built by the Dao King to record the divine secrets of the Demon Gods," Xia Hongyu explained, gesturing with her jade hand toward the walls surrounding the palace.
The walls, cast in gold, were carved with large ancient totems, as if portals were embedded within them.
"Demon God Method Images!?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but be moved; the Demon God Method Images here were identical to those he had seen outside the Demon Prison, only imbued with even more divine charm.
