The dense threads crisscrossed over one another, shrouding the entire Holy Demon City.
Yet even top-tier Demonic cultivators would find it difficult to detect such a sight. Only beings whose Primordial Spirits had reached a certain level could discover the clues hidden within.
These threads could silently draw power from Demonic cultivators. Could they also control those Demonic cultivators at a critical moment?
At that thought, Lin Fan's scalp prickled. What exactly was An Yunzi planning?
This powerful elder of the Myriad Demon Sect appeared amiable on the surface, but in reality, he was likely vicious to the extreme.
No wonder he feared none of the sect's other Demonic cultivators. It turned out he had already taken complete control of the entire Holy Demon City.
It would be no exaggeration to say that so long as he did not leave Holy Demon City, even if several experts of the same rank descended, they might not be his match.
Only now did Lin Fan increasingly realize that the Nether Abyss World was far from simple.
The entrance to the Nether Abyss World lay within the territory of Shangyang Commandery, which had suffered strange corrosion. Yet the strange power had not invaded this world. Had it failed to notice it? Or had it sensed the danger within and therefore refrained from entering lightly?
Regardless of which was the case, it proved that the waters of the Nether Abyss World ran very deep.
The girl was cultivating Paper Figure Art in the courtyard. When she saw Lin Fan emerge from the cultivation room, she hurriedly stopped.
Today, she wore a plain dress. Her large eyes were bright, her hair black and smooth, and her graceful figure carried a trace of pure innocence.
But Lin Fan could clearly sense a thread plunging into the