An Ancient Hall was enveloped in an immense light curtain.
It partitioned off the terrifyingly hot magma of the bottom layer.
That mysterious light curtain was the same as the one radiating from the dark stone platform.
Now, as the black stone platform drew near, they could pass directly through it without the slightest obstruction.
They then arrived at a crimson plaza.
At the far end of the plaza stood a massive Demon Hall.
The Demon Hall did not appear particularly large. It emitted a faint luster, giving it a very mysterious air.
Above the crimson plaza, rivers of red magma flowed past.
With the Realm Cultivation of Jiang Jichen, Qing Xun, and Blood Hand, even a single trace of that magma would likely reduce them to ashes.
The temperature was far too frightening. It possessed an unimaginable power, enough to intimidate even a Supreme figure.
And yet, such magma filled the entire space above their heads.
