Martial Resolution struggled to calm his mind and steady himself; he began to wonder about the origins of this world.
Having traveled through the Three Thousand Great Worlds, he was unfortunately swept into a space-time turbulence while contesting for a Supreme Treasure. When he awoke, he found himself in this place.
It had been many years since he left the Celestial Spirit Great World, and despite having visited many realms, he was still shocked by the Spiritual Energy of this world.
"What on earth is this place…"
Martial Resolution sensed the dense demon qi from all directions and suspected he had arrived in a domain ruled by the Demon Race.
Among all the Three Thousand Great Worlds, there aren't many where the Demon Race reigns supreme.
Suddenly, a fierce wind howled, stirring dust and acrid smoke, making his vision blurry and heightening his tension.
