Within the vast, boundless Blood Prison, everything was blood-red. In the distance lay a hazy sea of crimson, where nothing could be seen clearly.
Amid countless mountains and ravines, many ferocious blood demons prowled and appeared and vanished, while all manner of terrifying sounds echoed without end.
Even the gathering places of powerful martial artists were no more than scattered points like stars within the endless Blood Prison.
A golden figure tore through the air. His powerful vitality drew the attention of many blood demons, but once they sensed the figure's overwhelming strength, they quietly retreated, not daring to approach.
Ye Xiwen flew at full speed for an entire day and night before plunging straight into the depths of the boundless Blood Prison. The deeper he went, the stronger the blood demons he encountered became. Once he entered the inner reaches of the Blood Prison, there were no longer any blood demons below the Myth Realm—all of them were at the Myth Realm or above.
He even sensed several immensely powerful Blood Demon Ancestors lying in wait among the mountains and ravines, ready to devour the heavens at any moment. They were all formidable beings only half a step away from attaining the Dao.
Ordinary blood demons could not keep up with Ye Xiwen's speed even if they had eyes. Before long, he had cast them far behind him.
Following the coordinates Jin Buhuan had provided, he flew all the way across the heavens and finally arrived at this fortress. This fortress had been established by none other than Jing Tianlei.
Even from afar, many powerful auras could be seen soaring into the sky, faintly merging with the surrounding heaven and earth. Every one of them belonged to a formidable Myth Realm expert.
This fortress was far stronger than both