To the east of the Red Luan Starfield, bordering the Spirit Void Starfield, amid a natural barrier formed by countless meteors, a massive pavilion floated and sank. Majestic and magnificent, it was steeped in the aura of ages.
First Pavilion Under Heaven, the strongest human organization in the Primeval Demonic Realm, had walked through darkness for centuries, seeking hope for humanity's survival.
When the passage between the two realms opened, First Pavilion Under Heaven returned to the Outer Heavens, aiding humanity in resisting the Primeval Demonic Realm's invasion.
War blazed across Red Luan and Spirit Void. Within First Pavilion Under Heaven, the masters of the Four Profound Realm led humanity's strongest warriors in forcefully repelling the Divine Capital Mountain army. After days of battle, they had thwarted Divine Capital Mountain's invasions time and again.
Within the Four Profound Realm's four strange Minor Worlds, after successive battles, the four returned one after another, taking turns restoring their cultivation.
That day, south of the Spirit Void Starfield, two streaks of light cut through the sky, continuing toward First Pavilion Under Heaven.
After several days of travel, the two Kings of Hell from the underworld had journeyed without sleep or rest and were already not far from First Pavilion Under Heaven.
"We should be there soon."
Qing Ling looked ahead and spoke in a grave voice.
"Mm."
At her side, Consort Luo nodded. A faint solemnity lingered in her eyes as she said, "We need to be more careful along the way. If we encounter Divine Capital Mountain's army, getting away will not be so easy."
Qing Ling nodded. Divine Capital Mountain was one of the few royal clans in the Primeval Demonic Realm, with King Realm experts appearing in endless succession. Encountering them would be no small trouble.
As they spoke, the