Deep into the night, the forest was silent. Mid-stage War God Damon stood proudly at the entrance of the Holy Land, his aura leaking out as murderous intent spread, creating an imposing presence where no one dared to approach within a hundred meters.
Represented by Doug, the young talents stood a hundred meters away, waiting with Damon for the appearance of Ye Fan.
Meanwhile, within the Holy Land, the high platform of the grand hall had completely disappeared, a massive crack splitting the platform in two, pitch black and bottomless.
At the bottom of the crack, light flickered, as Ye Fan, enveloped by the Heavenly Demon Armor, fell into a pool.
The pool was about ten square meters, surrounded by Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, shrouded in white mist. The milky white liquid in the pool rippled with a pleasant fragrance.
A green little tree grew in the pool, looking rather mysterious.
