City of Suffering.
Within the gray, hazy world, the seven-colored light had vanished, revealing the city at its center.
"Breaking through that defense took some effort!"
Fang Yuan's figure appeared, his expression heavy.
In truth, if any other Demon God had faced the restrictions of the seven-colored light, they probably wouldn't have had the slightest idea where to begin.
Even if they had forced their way through, they would inevitably have become lost in that strange world.
Only another Dream Master could unravel a Dream Master's methods so quickly and neatly.
"City of Suffering... I wonder what's inside."
Fang Yuan murmured as he entered the gray city. "In truth... even if I gain nothing, simply destroying this place would deal a heavy blow to Lord of Extreme Evil's arrogance. But... I still think he left some treasures here. Otherwise, why protect it with restrictions?"
The gray city wasn't large—or rather, the entire city was one person's palace.
Its buildings stretched on without end, its halls and mansions grand, all infused with the strange style of the Inner Demon Realm.
Fang Yuan went deeper, slowly making his way to the center.
There, an altar that seemed to have been built from white bones came into view.
"What... is that formation?"
Fang Yuan was somewhat surprised.
The enormous array must have used at least tens of millions of bones, and they all seemed to belong to humans.
Precise, intricate lines of blood-red markings ran across the bones. The closer they came to the center, the denser they became, until they all converged on a strange blade embedded in the heart of the array.
The blade resembled a katana, thin and sharp, radiating an eerie, bewitching glow.
Having mastered the Ten Directions Gods and Demons Weapon Dao, Fang Yuan gained a wealth of