Crash and roar!
In the Mountain and Sea Forbidden Area, the Waters of Nether River continued to flow unceasingly, passing through the Demon Palace.
At this moment, the Demon Palace was tranquil, deathly silent, save for the wandering spirits that seemed to linger still.
Desolation and despair filled the eyes, as excruciating as one could imagine.
Within the Demon Palace, all subordinates and slaves had already been slaughtered by the Mountain Sea Demon Lord, who stood with hands clasped behind his back, his complexion somber, a faint murderous intent on his face as he stared ahead.
He looked toward the elegantly dressed young man with a folding fan, not bothering to conceal his disgust.
"Western Wasteland Demon Lord, I don't recall extending you an invitation, nor did you have my permission to suddenly arrive at my Mountain and Sea Forbidden Area. Do you truly think I dare not kill you?"
Boom!
