An hour later.
Xia Ping had subjected the immortal Magma Demon to brutal torture for an hour, finally learning some intelligence about Scorched Earth Hell.
Scorched Earth Hell was divided into thirteen enormous factions, each occupying one of its thirteen regions. The leaders of these factions were, astonishingly, demons who had reached the ancient realm.
In other words, Scorched Earth Hell contained a full thirteen ancient demons.
These ancient demons also had countless powerful subordinates. Added together, there were at least three hundred immortal demons.
It could be said that Scorched Earth Hell was more than a thousand times stronger than the original Burning Hell. Setting everything else aside, the appearance of just one ancient demon would have been enough to sweep through the original Burning Hell.
These thirteen ancient demons each occupied a portion of Scorched Earth Hell's origin. They slaughtered one another and waged endless wars, all seeking to seize the other side's hell origin and become the lord of Scorched Earth Hell.
Over countless millions of years, Scorched Earth Hell had endured innumerable wars. If it had not been extraordinarily sturdy, the entire planar world would likely have been shattered by now.
"Interesting."
Xia Ping stroked his chin, a glint flashing through his eyes. In other words, if he could kill all the ancient demons in Scorched Earth Hell and refine them all into Spatial Fruits, that would be the moment he stepped into the ancient realm and comprehended the laws of space.
If it had been the old him, he might not have been able to contend against the assassination of thirteen ancient demons and three hundred immortal demons. But the Hell Golden Crow Bloodline within him had awakened thirteen billion Hell Golden Crow Cells, and even twenty to thirty percent of his body had been