Looking down from high above, deep within Demon Continent lay an enormous meteorite impact crater.
Yet what had fallen from the sky was no meteorite, but a demon core—a demon core of unimaginable size.
No one knew what kind of creature its owner had been, nor which great cultivator it had belonged to. They knew only that its arrival had completely changed the entire Blue Star Realm.
At the center of the crater was a deep pit several kilometers wide. The demon core had shattered upon impact, its demon and devilish energies tangling together to form a dark pool rolling with eerie red light. Like the gaping maw of an abyss, it made anyone standing above it inexplicably want to leap down and see what lay within.
Many demons had once entertained that thought, thrown themselves in to give it a try, and promptly died.
Thanks to those daring predecessors, who had left a bone-deep lesson for those who came after, there had been no more grand "departures."
Back to the point: after the demon core shattered, its demon and devilish energies intertwined, transforming Demon Continent's ecosystem and creating batch after batch of Demon Race members steeped in devilish energy. Yet the energy contained within the core had not been exhausted, and its contamination of Demon Continent continued to this day.
The lingering storm clouds hanging over Demon Continent were the best proof of that.
The environment here resembled a volcano crater—mottled and scorching. Red rivers like tainted blood spread in every direction, either soaking into the earth to form red swamps or rushing outward in all directions, stretching into every corner of Demon Continent until they poured into the sea.
Black whirlwinds could be seen everywhere in the air. Anyone who entered this place would be entangled by devilish