At this moment, Xia Ping had already entered the divine hall. Relying on the power of the Hell Golden Crow Eye, he saw through the flaws in restriction formations after restriction formations, moving as though walking on level ground.
In just a few breaths, he had passed through who knew how many restriction formations.
Whoosh!
The next instant, as he crossed the final restriction formation, a force of teleportation instantly enveloped his entire body, transferring him to another space.
"Hmm?!"
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. He found that he seemed to have arrived at the deepest part of the divine hall. This was an enormous palace, like a kingdom of giants; its ceiling was so high that its top was nearly invisible.
The palace around him was incomparably vast, and along both sides stood giant stone sculptures after giant stone sculptures, seemingly from every major demon race, too numerous to count.
There were even sculptures of Asuras, Nether Ghosts, evil ghosts, Demon Abominations, Void Monsters, and more. Deep within their pupils seemed to lurk emotions of terror, fear, and dread, vividly displayed, lifelike to the extreme.
It could be said that the artistry behind these sculptures was simply divine, a masterpiece of uncanny craftsmanship.
If these stone sculptures had not lacked all traces of life, he would have thought they were living beings.
Yet among the countless sculptures, only one stood at the very center: a towering Demon God statue, as majestic as a great mountain, radiating an extraordinary aura and pressure.
That aura had almost condensed into substance. Even an Invincible Realm Saint standing here would feel awe rise in their heart and would not dare act the slightest bit presumptuously in this place.
Moreover, he could sense an inconceivable Demon God power emanating from all around the palace,