Xu Zimo moved swiftly.
Within the Divine Continent, no matter where he wished to go, he could travel there upon the River of Time.
He could arrive in the blink of an eye.
And no matter what happened across the Divine Continent, as long as he wished to know, there was nothing beyond his knowledge.
Omniscient and omnipotent—perhaps that was the phrase meant to describe the Creation God.
Xu Zimo soon arrived at Demon City.
Although it was named a city, Demon City's sphere of influence was actually vast.
It was divided into three territories.
Like a triangle, it shrouded a vast stretch of land in the west.
And as Demon City's fame had spread far and wide in recent years, many people had come here, some even joining it.
Some were villains from elsewhere, while others had come purely out of curiosity.
Every day, the death toll in Demon City rose into double digits. Yet despite such heavy casualties, the crowds here remained a surging torrent, unending and boundless.
Viewed from outside, Demon City's city wall gave off an oppressive feeling.
Its surface was black.
As though blood had seeped into it.
Black Mist also shrouded the skies above the city.
The ancient city was like an ancient beast lying dormant between heaven and earth.
The beast thirsted for blood, watching everything within the city.
Present-day Demon City was openly controlled by the Three Major Powers.
Apart from the Three Major Powers, the hundreds of other forces, large and small, were merely their affiliates.
Every day, fights of all sizes broke out within the city.
The Three Major Powers were Blood River Valley, Corpse Burning Mound, and Doomsday Temple.
The people of Blood River Valley specialized in refining blood.
It was said that their cultivation technique was exceedingly sinister,