Purgatory World, the Seven-Layered Flame Purgatory.
Two gigantic winged serpents spiraled in the sky, seemingly with endless words to confide to each other.
The crimson serpent bore twelve pairs of wings, with heavenly fire descending as it flew, terrifying like a god of destruction.
The white serpent had only one pair of wings, but it shone like the sun, calming the fury of its elder brother.
Rumble!
At this moment, a thunderous sound, as if echoing across the whole world, spread through the sky.
In the next second, countless space-time rifts appeared in every corner of the Flame Purgatory, accompanied by endless cries of slaughter.
"What's going on?"
This sudden turn of events stunned the Hua She.
Its gaze involuntarily fell on those monsters emerging from the space-time rifts.
They were races and civilizations that had mutated themselves into demons to adapt to the harsh and perilous environment of the Purgatory World.
