No one knew how long the Nether God Hall had flown. In the end, it carried Lin Qi to the very heart of hell—Hell Mountain, standing in opposition to Heaven Mountain! The Nether God Hall had once stood atop Hell Mountain. The mightiest Nether Emperor-class beings forged by hell formed the terrifying Hell Council; gathered within the Nether God Hall, they governed all of hell.
The Nether Emperors of Hell were powerful warriors created by hell, beings almost akin to "origin lifeforms." The strongest among them had even reached Imperial Emperor level. Through the conquests and slaughter of countless cosmic calamities, the Nether Emperors of Hell had always been the sharpest blade in humanity's hand. Savage, tyrannical, embodiments of all evil, they had mercilessly destroyed every enemy of mankind.
If Heaven Mountain was a symbol of the Divine Domain of the Origin Realm, representing the light and positive forces of the universe, then Hell Mountain was synonymous with all evil. Even some supreme Imperial Emperor-class powerhouses in human history had joked that merely breathing a mouthful of Hell Mountain's air would leave even an Imperial Emperor seriously ill for three days!
But Hell Mountain today was even more ruined than Heaven Mountain had been. Tens of thousands of miles high and stretching across hundreds of millions of miles, Hell Mountain had nearly been uprooted entirely. A section of the mountain, from its waist to its summit, had been shattered by a tremendous blow and lay scattered chaotically in every direction. Rolling evil energy and death energy condensed into visible black clouds, constantly erupting from the mountain's fractures. While still far from Hell Mountain, Lin Qi smelled an indescribable chill, a foul evil aura that seemed to gather every stench in the world.
Countless odors mingled together, transforming into a bizarre