A rugged, towering Black Mountain stood between heaven and earth. Dense demonic evil qi permeated the chaos, and the jagged rocks seemed like the heads of living creatures, neatly embedded across the mountain walls on both sides.
Following this mountain path that led to the heavens upward, at its end hung an enormous black rock formation upside down, with black crags dangling down like sharp blades.
On a platform carved out here, someone was seated.
Thick, mysterious purple-black mist filled the surroundings, as though draping him in an illusory yet perilous gauze robe. He was tall and slender, his gait steady; every step he took seemed to make the earth tremble faintly.
He wore a crown set with an eerie black gemstone. A dark crimson glow flickered within the jewel, as if it contained endless secrets and evil power. His face was concealed in shadow, leaving only his sharply defined jaw and tightly pressed thin lips visible, carrying a cold aloofness that kept others a thousand miles away.
Only those narrow, elongated eyes were visible, like cold stars in the night sky flashing with eerie glimmers. Deep and icy, they seemed able to see through the deepest fears in a person's heart.
He was the Evil Demon Lord, Di Jun's body that had developed consciousness.
Huang Luan!
At this moment, beneath this black mountain peak, every living being lay prostrate from afar, receiving the demonic power emanating from Huang Luan.
Several True Demons beneath him were desperately restraining their auras, remaining on one knee as they cautiously reported the situation.
Yet Huang Luan's expression did not change in the slightest. He merely looked indifferently at the demons beneath him.
"Master, the world barrier is gradually weakening. Tens of thousands of our people have already shattered like jade, turning into demonic