Yang Chen and Bao Lu smoothly entered the Primordial Fire Zone.
Much as Lin He had described, the Primordial Fire Zone now truly carried the feeling of an Asura battlefield. The moment they entered, ghostly qi filled the skies like the end of days, as though an uncontrollable and dreadful calamity could emerge at any moment and claim their lives.
Yet to Yang Chen and Bao Lu, such terror seemed little more than child's play.
Bao Lu did not take it seriously at all. As she traveled onward, she looked left and right, seeming to hope that even more Underworld ghostly creatures would appear.
Yang Chen was likewise as calm as ever. Entering the Primordial Fire Zone was like walking on level ground for him, proceeding as usual.
If others had witnessed such a scene, their jaws would surely have dropped. Anyone else entering the Primordial Fire Zone would be fortunate not to be scared out of their wits. Who could wander about as recklessly as Yang Chen and Bao Lu?
The reason Yang Chen and Bao Lu dared to act so was naturally because they had confidence in their own strength.
They were not afraid of failing to encounter ghostly creatures. They only feared that the ghostly creatures they encountered would not be strong enough.
With Yang Chen currently short on points, he naturally did not hold back after entering the Primordial Fire Zone. Whenever he encountered ghostly creatures, he slaughtered them without restraint. From those in the Enlightenment Stage to those in the Transcendent Realm, he killed every one he saw.
If he had been alone, he would have exercised some restraint. But with Bao Lu at his side, he had even less to fear. Even when faced with a troop of Underworld ghostly creatures led by several