There were too many Demons around for Nie Yun to ask questions, so he and Xiaofong fell in line behind a few of them and hurried forward.
After another half an hour of walking, the pair arrived at a massive plaza. At the far end stood a magnificent palace, thick with Demon Qi and radiating a sinister, evil aura. A single glance was enough to know this was the main stronghold of the countless Demons in the Zi Qiong Mountain Range.
The palace doors were sealed shut. Two enormous, ghoulish faces were carved above the heavy iron gates, grim and terrifying symbols of blood and indifference.
The plaza was packed with Demons, most of whom were at the Ultimate Venerable Level. Each one stared intently at the palace gates, their expressions pious.
