When this chill spread through Xu Zimo's entire body, the warmth on the surface of his skin began to dissipate.
Xu Zimo only felt as though he were bathed in an April spring breeze, indescribably comfortable.
He looked toward the direction from which that roar had come and walked over step by step.
Along the way, blazing flames burned, the earth was incomparably scorching, and thick smoke billowed across the sky.
Before Xu Zimo had gone far, creatures began emerging from the great fires all around him.
These creatures seemed to be condensed from flames, yet no matter how he looked at them, Xu Zimo could not tell whether they were real or false.
It was as if they truly were creatures of flesh and blood.
At first, these creatures were still weak—rabbits, elephants, lions, and tigers.
As Xu Zimo ventured farther ahead, the monsters that appeared grew increasingly powerful.
Xu Zimo even saw the Ten Great Divine Beasts, as well as the so-called prehistoric variants and monsters from the Mythological Era.
Yinglong, Bai Ze, Vermilion Bird, phoenixes, Undying Birds...
Many creatures that had long gone extinct and vanished with the passage of time appeared here.
Xu Zimo gripped Overlord Shadow, with Chaos standing at his side, and slaughtered his way straight ahead.
Blade qi filled Overlord Shadow, vast as an inferno sea. After these demon beasts died, they left no corpses behind, instead turning into clusters of flames and dispersing.
After killing his way all along this path, Xu Zimo was covered in wounds, his whole body nearly dyed into a man of blood.
Finally, a palace appeared directly before him.
It was a scarlet-red palace, almost entirely surrounded by burning flames.
The area before the palace was exceedingly quiet, without even the shadow of a single demon beast.