Shiheng and the chief overseer both possessed genuine peak Six-Star Fiend cultivation.
Across the boundless planes of Hell, both were elite powerhouses who could look down on others of their rank. Their bodies, tempered countless times by laws, were incomparably powerful, and their killing techniques were fierce and ruthless. Ordinary factions would never dare provoke them lightly.
Yet even with such formidable combat strength, they remained cautious at every step as they traveled deeper into the Demonic Grotto, profound reverence never leaving their hearts.
Years ago, the chief overseer had given him a warning as inviolable as an iron law.
Seeking Other Shore Flower Fruit deep within the Demonic Grotto was perilous in the extreme. Even a renowned peak Seven-Star Fiend who dominated an entire region would face almost certain death if they rashly entered this place to seize a single fruit. Death was the norm.
Deep within the Demonic Grotto, there was an eternal iron rule that no one could violate.
One must never unleash divine power recklessly, much less summon the power of one's own laws.
Even the slightest leakage of divine power would stir the endlessly dormant essence of death buried deep beneath the void, instantly provoking a devastating backlash from heaven and earth.
Even a Highgod caught within it would have their divine soul shattered and their body annihilated in an instant.
Thus, all intruders who dared venture deep into this forbidden land could only abandon every divine ability and law-based technique, relying on their bodies' most primitive, purest reserves to withstand the endless erosion of this entire purgatory.
Layers of pitch-black death energy, thick as ink, piled together into a crushing weight of billions of tons, ceaselessly scouring the flesh of both men.
Invisible, intangible death gales lurked within the cracks of the void, omnipresent