A little while later, Zhu Fei and Fatty Zhuge appeared beside a hill shrouded in blood-red light.
Looking ahead, they saw endless, rolling black mist, faintly revealing countless demon creatures.
Among them, one creature was nearly a hundred zhang long, covered in terrifying bone spurs, exuding a formidable aura that even startled Zhu Fei.
At this moment, it was sitting cross-legged at the very core of an enormous array.
The seemingly endless, swirling black mist was like its best nourishment, continuously flooding into its foreheads at high speed.
What is that creature?
Zhu Fei looked at the figure resembling a leader of demons and couldn't help but frown slightly.
Suddenly, a flash of spirit light, which had previously flickered in his mind, struck him again, causing his pupils to contract involuntarily.
