Black Stone Settlement.
Lei Wen strode out of the stone house.
The sky outside was still that oppressive dark purple.
The air was thick with the faint smell of sulfur and decay.
This was Hell.
At that moment.
The area outside the stone house was already packed with people.
The settlement members who normally dealt with Lei Wen, as well as those who had dealings with Xike, all stood at a respectful distance.
The moment they saw Lei Wen emerge.
The crowd stirred, parting like a tide and retreating a large circle.
Every gaze was fixed on him.
Awe, reverence, envy, jealousy, fear.
The insignificant little god who had once lived in a remote corner and rarely spoke to anyone was gone.
In his place stood a lofty high god.
Lei Wen did not even glance sideways.
His gaze did not linger on anyone.
In his eyes, these people were too weak.
Xike followed behind.
The two walked one before the other along the stone-paved paths that crisscrossed the settlement.
Black Stone Settlement had been built against the mountain.
Most of its buildings were crude and primitive, all piled from hard black rocks.
The higher they went, the stronger the residents became.
The chief's residence stood at the very summit.
It was an enormous black fortress, like a savage behemoth crouching there, overlooking the entire settlement.
As they drew near.
A fierce, brutal aura of Hell rushed toward them.
It was both a display of strength and a warning.
Xike, walking ahead, turned somewhat pale.
Under the chief's pressure.
As a high god who had only just condensed his divine essence, every step he took consumed a tremendous amount of Divine Power.
He secretly glanced back at Lei Wen.
Lei Wen walked steadily, his expression unchanged, as though the aura