In the dim haze, Li Che seemed to once again see that castle gate illuminated by a blood-red glow!
The massive, boundless castle gate stood amidst the Netherworld, with a cold wind howling as if carrying the breath of time, striking against the walls and leaving mottled marks, stirring up blood-red dust, dreamlike and illusory.
Black chains hanged down from the city walls like curtains, and amid the clanking sounds, countless small figures climbed on those chains, smaller than ants, ascending towards the top of the walls.
Boom—
Everything shattered into fragments, and Li Che's eyes opened and closed, the dark and heavy aura slowly dissipating, as his eyes regained a fiery golden glow.
One by one, the Soul Capturing figures emerged, slowly gathering into tangible forms.
Rich and majestic energies intertwined recklessly in Mo City Fengdu, with terrifying currents interweaving wildly, and diverse auras like divinity, qi-blood, and demon energy constantly surging.
