"And this continent is no simple place either."
Xia Ping stroked his chin. Over the past dozen days of gathering intelligence, he had not merely learned news about the Devil Master; he had also obtained some information about this continent.
In truth, this Demon Continent was called the Abyss Continent, the largest landmass in the Abyss World.
Yet it had not formed naturally.
It seemed that in the Primordial Era, the Devil Master had led numerous demigod-level Abyss Demons and used great divine abilities to transport chunks of Abyss land to this place.
They had then set up restriction formations after restriction formations here, fusing those lands together until this Abyss Continent was ultimately formed.
To be honest, even the Abyss Demons here did not know just how vast the Abyss Continent truly was. They had no idea where the edge of this land lay.
Many demons could spend their entire lives without ever reaching the continent's end.
Moreover, the Abyss Continent seemed to still be growing every year, its land area endlessly expanding.
Thus, this place could be considered the heart of the entire Abyss. The overwhelming majority of saint-level Abyss Demons gathered here. It was, without question, the Abyss Demons' main stronghold.
As for the Demon Continents Xia Ping had visited before, they were in fact exceedingly remote places—utter backwaters, lands abandoned by the demons, with only ordinary demons remaining there.
Thanks to this, countless peak demons had congregated on this continent, causing both the numbers and strength of the Abyss World's demons to swell drastically as all their power gathered in one place.
It could be said that the Abyss World was now more powerful than ever before. The strength it concealed in the shadows was surely beyond the imagination of the myriad races of the heavens,