Demon King Nage's face was full of shock.
The Demon King Palace had an earthquake every nine years, a rule that had never changed for many years. Why was it broken this time?
Feeling the increasingly terrifying aura coming from beneath the ground, Nage could no longer sit still. He swiftly opened the prohibition and rushed down below.
Before Nage even entered the vast area underground, he already felt the violent pressure that hit him in waves. It originated from the Evil God's head and seemed even more exaggerated than usual. Even with Nage's strength, he was barely able to hold on, his legs shaking violently.
Cold sweat instantly covered his forehead in a dense layer.
Waves of shock continued to spread, and the staircase beneath his feet, along with the walls on both sides, were densely cracked. The entire palace looked like it could collapse completely at any moment.
Gasping heavily, Nage moved his legs with difficulty, inching closer step by step.
