Deep within the Primordial Demon Sect, amidst the dense fog, the battlefield was in chaos, and Han Yi struggled to withdraw his gaze.
He found that even his own breathing had become somewhat disordered at this moment.
Just now, looking towards the pitch-black palace at the central position was akin to seeing a pair of indifferent demonic eyes. That demonic nature was something even he could not easily shake off.
"What a terrifying place. Even a Peak Venerable could not have such an influence on me. Could it be that the Master of Primordial Demons resides within that central palace?"
Han Yi dared not look again at that eerie palace, suspecting that seated within was the Master of Primordial Demons, the strongest of the Primordial Demon Sect, and even the mightiest cultivator of the Primordial Demon Dao Domain, a Half-step Transcendence Realm Venerable who had surpassed the Heavenly Sovereigns.
Such a being was practically immortal.
