"Rumble!!!"
On the right side of the great hall stood three enormous stone gates cast entirely from Nether River Black Gold.
Stained with the black blood of gods and devils from the Immortal Ancient Epoch, they swung open with a thunderous crash after a dull, grinding screech that made every scalp crawl.
A terrifying astral gale, ancient and untamed, laden with the savage aura of endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, roared out of the dark, unfathomable doorways.
The gale was overwhelmingly domineering. Wherever it swept, the sturdy pillars in the hall, carved from the thighbones of primordial ferocious beasts,
cracked inch by inch like fragile ice sculptures, dissolving into clouds of dust.
Along with this world-destroying aura came three imposing figures, like demon gods descending upon the world.
With heavy, crushingly oppressive footsteps, they slowly emerged from the endless darkness and the Seal of the Demon Abyss Blood Pool.
The first figure stood twenty feet tall, his entire body covered in Demon Dragon Scale Armor that looked cast from dark gold.
Each knot of muscle seemed to harbor a primordial azure dragon, brimming with explosive, ultimate strength.
His long, blood-red hair danced wildly behind his head like a blazing mass of demonic fire.
His eyes resembled two bottomless crimson abysses, radiating the absolute coldness of one who regarded all living beings as worthless weeds.
His name was Shijue, and he possessed the legendary Azure-Heaven Tyrant-Blood Demon Physique!
This physique had enjoyed a fearsome reputation in primordial antiquity.
Once fully perfected, its physical strength alone could tear apart the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths with bare hands; ripping pureblood true dragons apart alive was as easy as plucking something from a pocket.
With every step, his brutally overwhelming qi and blood stamped a pitch-black depression into the void