Looking at the ruined place before him, Cao Changjing halted.
Ling Xuanxiao swept it a glance. "This is the paradise beyond the world you spoke of?"
Before coming here, Cao Changjing had told him that his friend might know something about the Ice Poison Toad.
This friend of his had quietly secluded himself in a village known as a "Little Grotto-Heaven."
The village was surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, with rolling peaks, lush trees casting shade, and abundant spiritual energy.
But now...
Cao Changjing frowned slightly.
This place had already fallen into utter ruin. As far as the eye could see, there was only desolation, with crumbling walls and shattered ruins everywhere.
Though it could not be called a land crawling with demons, it was certainly no peaceful place.
A group of little demons passing by blocked the three of them.
"Stop!!"
Cao Changjing's expression turned even uglier.
In broad daylight, these little demons actually appeared in groups so openly, even brazenly blocking their way.
Cao Changjing clenched his fists, his face dark.
One sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked demon asked, "Who are you people? Never seen your faces before."
Cao Changjing retorted, "Where did you come from? What happened here?"
The demon snorted coldly. "Where did we come from? This is our Great King's territory. Foreign cultivators, if you don't want to die, get lost!"
"Who is your Great King?"
"My Great King? Listen well! My Great King is—my Great King is Xuan Mountain Red Horn Venerable, the Moon Swallowing Heaven Burning Great King."
Before the words had even faded, Cao Changjing slapped away half of its face.
By the time the other demons reacted, they all felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down on them, crushing them flat against the ground as they trembled in terror.
"..."
Standing before that