Arthur stepped through the massive doors of the palace and emerged back onto the volcanic mountainside.
The doors swung shut behind him with a heavy thud that echoed across the barren landscape.
The heat and fire spiritual energy that saturated this region pressed against him like an invisible wall, but his emperor's armor and strengthened body made the extreme environment feel like nothing more than a warm breeze.
The pressure that would crush most cultivators barely registered to his senses.
He took a moment to survey his surroundings, looking out across the jagged peaks and rivers of molten lava that characterized this part of the secret realm. The view stretched for miles in every direction.
The sky above was tinted red from the volcanic ash that hung perpetually in the atmosphere.
The crimson hue made everything look like it existed in an eternal sunset. Smoke rose from countless craters, creating pillars that reached toward the clouds.
