Sealed Demon Ridge, the land where the First Generation Dao King sealed the demons.
It had always been a legend, but the strange transformation of Jiang Yuan made Zhou Dao aware of the extraordinary nature of this place.
The eerie projection bestowed Jiang Yuan with unimaginable power, fleeting though it was, its impact was profoundly far-reaching.
Zhou Dao did not know whether this influence was good or bad for Jiang Yuan, but one thing was certain: it was all related to Sealed Demon Ridge.
He stepped forward, and Primordial Gang Qi entered the area like an unoccupied domain, dissolving all the ruins on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Dao arrived at the depths of the cavern.
"Uh..."
Jiang Yuan let out a painful moan from his coma. Even with the protection of Primordial Gang Qi, his breath was still extremely weak, barely perceptible, as if he could die at any moment. The True Qi inside his body had also mostly dissipated.
"This is really reckless."