Maha Hell was vast and boundless, its laws utterly different.
The moment they entered, thick, gelatinous dark demonic qi, bone-piercing Nine Nether Yin Wind, and whispers and howls filled with chaotic, slaughterous intent surged in from all directions, attempting to erode every outsider.
Yet although this place was dangerous for Fang Qing and Yang Qi, it was also like a fish returning to water.
The negative corruption that ordinary Great Sages had to resist constantly was greatly weakened before them.
The two did not separate immediately, instead quickly adapting to the environment.
Fang Qing's divine sense spread soundlessly like a spiderweb. Within several thousand miles, the strengths of the auras, the distribution of the terrain, and the gathering points of demons rapidly formed a clear map in his mind.
"Cousin, let's clear out the nearby 'feast' first, then split up. It'll be more efficient."
Fang Qing had sensed several fairly powerful Great Sage-level demonic auras.
"Alright!" Fighting spirit surged in Yang Qi's eyes.
They chose a direction and sped away. Before long, they arrived above a desolate valley formed from black demonic rock. The demonic qi within the valley was especially dense, and powerful life fluctuations could faintly be sensed.
As if it had detected the intrusion of living beings, a savage aura suddenly erupted from the depths of the valley.
"Moo!"
A deep bellow like thunder shook the valley, stirring up the yin wind. A colossal creature rose from the valley amid rolling waves of demonic qi.
It was a terrifying Ox Demon over a hundred zhang tall. A pair of enormous black horns, curved and branching like gnarled ancient tree limbs, grew from its head. Its eyes were crimson like blood moons, burning with frenzied bloodlust. Embedded in the center of its brow was a constantly rotating vertical