At the same time.
With a loud bang, the Sea Flipping Nine Infants exploded and disappeared.
Divine Machine Demon Ape roared, also charging into Fengdu.
Atop the city wall.
Purple Fire burned.
The Ghost Emperor slowly turned around, and on that golden skull, there seemed to be a faint smirk.
"Welcome to the underworld."
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...
Rustle, rustle, rustle, rustle ——
Ink-colored rain continuously poured, unceasingly falling.
Mo City, everything was ink-colored, as if in this world, black was the only main theme.
Gu Yangxuan and Gu Yinxuan appeared here, feeling this Small Cave Heaven, Gu Yinxuan's expression immediately darkened.
Resilient, majestic, stable...
This Small Cave Heaven... is too stable!
"At least belonging to a Divine Tribulation Cultivator of One Disaster Three Tribulations Realm!"
The stability of the Small Cave Heaven allows judgment of the master's cultivation and strength.
Gu Yinxuan's heart sank slightly.
