BOOM!!! A suffocating mass of chaos energy exploded outward, and an enormous spatial vortex was crushed open by the impact...
Then a figure shrouded entirely in swirling black currents emerged from within. Black energy coiled all around the figure, twisting and trembling like spirit serpents, leaving only a pair of narrow eyes exposed. Golden runes swirled in one pupil and silver runes in the other, giving them an utterly eerie appearance.
The figure appeared outside the Gate of Despair and looked at a bottomless trench in the ground...
Clearly, that trench had been carved out by sword intent...
A trace of solemnity appeared in the figure's gold-and-silver pupils while they stared at the enormous sword scar. Frowning, the figure said, "The Immortal Race's sword intent, the Devil Race's aura, the aura of thunder arts, the power of the stars... This fellow won't be easy to deal with! No wonder... Hmm?!"
Suddenly, shock appeared on the gold-and-silver-eyed figure's face. "The Hell Messenger's death aura? Was that fool killed?"
As the figure spoke, shock filled those gold-and-silver eyes, only to disappear immediately, replaced by excitement. "Anyone capable of killing the Hell Messenger must be the owner of the Ominous Cauldron. Haha, my luck is wonderful! Once I get that treasure, not one of those bastards who harmed me will escape."
The gold-and-silver-eyed figure looked around, finally turning toward the Gate of Despair...
The figure's gaze grew solemn. "Did that fellow enter the Land of Despair? Tsk! No wonder I can't sense anything!"
With that, the gold-and-silver-eyed figure charged toward the Gate of Despair. "Hmph! Even if it's dangerous inside, I absolutely cannot miss this opportunity. In I go."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!
Ye Han and the Immortal-Thief Outsider raced across a boundless stretch of land. The ground was utterly ordinary, like barren