Boom!
Without the slightest resistance, the Dao Palace barrier shattered.
In its place stood a towering, pitch-black Demon Hall. Over ten feet tall, it floated above the Bitter Sea, its imposing doors carved with demonic patterns and demonic clouds swirling around its roof.
The Demonic Cloud Millstone, which had grown wildly to a thousand feet across, slowly rose and hung beneath the Demon Hall's main beam. It was no longer merely a refining tool, but the central mechanism supporting the Demon Hall.
Whenever the millstone turned, the Demon Hall radiated a crushing pressure that sent ripples across even the Bitter Sea.
The instant the Demon Hall took shape, the space within his dantian expanded explosively once more. Swaths of illusory demonic plants sprouted within the black mist, azure fire butterflies gathered into curtains of flame, and faint demonic howls sounded from the depths of the Bitter Sea.
The contours of the Netherworld were now clearly discernible.
These extraordinary phenomena persisted for half a month.
Only on the final day of the month-long period did Qin He summon all his demonic power to break through to the Divine Bridge Realm.
Beneath the Dao Palace, a pitch-black divine bridge materialized, connecting his dantian to his sea of consciousness.
The Demonic Cloud Millstone released a strand of demonic origin power, which became patterns along the bridge and made it even sturdier.
The Netherworld within his dantian also reached completion: the Bitter Sea widened until it was boundless, the Demon Hall grew ever more imposing, and the millstone hung at its center like a Devil Master who ruled over everything.
Pure demonic power surged along the bridge, nourishing his soul, while his double-layered Demon Shell took on a deep, spectral glow.
The early Divine Bridge Realm, the middle stage... finally, when the demonic vortex