After many years, the two fellow brothers from Ghost Ax Sect appeared in the demon world.
They were thrown out of a storm and landed on the top of a cliff. The wind was laced with freezing cold demon qi that pierced through the bone, and the two of them couldn't help frowning.
Old Antique couldn't help sighing. "So this is what it's like inside the Gate Between Worlds… As expected, it's very different."
Daoist Taotie nodded his head. "No wonder people say that the environment here is very harsh; it's difficult just trying to withstand the demon qi alone. Given my and senior brother's realms, we can just barely handle it, but a person at the Soul Formation stage or below who shows up here without any protective measures won't last even a day."
Speaking up to this point, Daoist Taotie suddenly felt rueful. It was a good thing that he hadn't impulsively gone through the Gate Between Worlds years ago… The conditions here were far worse than he had imagined.