The demon guard nodded slightly, a barely perceptible scrutiny flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke.

"You three wait here, I will go and report."

After saying this, he turned around and entered the hall.

At this moment, a voice as loud as a huge bell came from the hall. The voice seemed to carry endless majesty and magic.

It was like rumbling thunder exploding in everyone's ears, shaking the surrounding air and causing ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

"Let them in."

When the Demon Lord's guard heard the order from the Demon Lord, his expression froze and he immediately clasped his fists and spoke respectfully towards the hall.

"obey"

Then, he strode quickly to the extremely heavy door.

I don't know what material this gate is made of, but it is engraved with ancient and mysterious runes. Each rune is like a sleeping demon, emitting a strange aura.

The Demon Lord's guard slowly exerted force with both hands, and veins bulged in his arms, like tangled old tree roots. The tremendous magic power continuously flowed out of his body and poured into the gate.

Following a dull roar, the heavy door slowly opened, and a strong, almost tangible demonic energy shot out from it like a surging tide.

The evil spirit seemed to have life, and it pounced towards the three people with its fangs and claws, instantly enveloping them.

In an instant, the three of them felt a pressure coming from the depths of their souls, causing their hearts to tremble violently.

This pressure, like an invisible mountain, weighed heavily on them, making every movement they made extremely difficult.

In this demon world, the core of cultivation is demonic energy.

Every member of the demon clan has an indissoluble bond with demonic energy from the day they are born, just as natural and close as the relationship between a human baby and the air.

However, when their cultivation breaks through the Demon Emperor and reaches the supreme realm of Demon God, the demonic energy in their bodies will undergo a transformation and transform into a more mysterious and powerful divine and demonic energy.

This is like the people in the world of immortal cultivation. What they need for their cultivation is spiritual energy. They temper themselves and improve their cultivation by constantly absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

And when they break through to the fairyland, the spiritual energy will be transformed into purer and higher-level fairy energy in their bodies.

As for the illusory world of gods in the legend, all the creatures there cultivate divine energy.

It is a kind of power that transcends ordinary cognition. Compared with demonic energy, spiritual energy, and immortal energy, it is completely different from heaven and earth.

No matter whether it is the Immortal Emperor or the Demon Emperor, on the long road of cultivation, they need to go through countless hardships and hard training in this realm.

They must compress and purify their own immortal energy or demonic energy repeatedly, just like extracting the purest gems from rough ore, to extract the essence of their own breath.

This process is long and arduous, requires a lot of time and energy, and does not allow for the slightest mistakes.

Only when they compress their own aura to the extreme, it becomes divine aura or divine and demonic aura.

And when one's cultivation reaches the peak of the Emperor Realm, one must successfully pass the test of the terrifying thunder tribulation before one can be promoted to the Divine Realm.

That thunder tribulation was the most severe judgment between heaven and earth. Every bolt of lightning contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, as if it was the angry roar of heaven against those who attempted to break through the boundaries.

Its power is so great that it is enough to turn countless powerful warriors with profound cultivation into dust in an instant. It can be seen how difficult the road to promotion is.

Not only does one need to have extraordinary aptitude for cultivation, one must be like a peerless genius that only appears once in tens of millions of years.

You also need enough luck and perseverance to withstand the baptism of thunder.

It can be said that this is a bloody road full of thorns and death.

The three clones looked at each other and saw a hint of determination in each other's eyes.

Although the pressure of the demonic energy that was coming towards them was so huge that it seemed to crush their souls, they did not hesitate at all.

The demon clone took the lead. Every time he took a step, a circle of black demonic patterns would appear under his feet, counteracting the surging demonic energy.

The immortal clone was surrounded by a faint gray light.

The light seemed weak, but it had tenacious resilience, like a tough armor, resisting the erosion of evil spirit.

The body of the Weak Water clone began to become illusory, flowing like water, skillfully dissolving the impact of the demonic energy.

In this way, they walked step by step towards the depths of the hall, and their figures were gradually engulfed by the thick demonic energy.

As the three of them stepped deeper into the hall, they felt an even more powerful demonic energy rushing towards them, as if it had substance and was about to crush them.

But they forced themselves to keep steady, and wherever they looked, they saw astonishing scenes of luxury and debauchery.

The floor of the hall is paved with whole pieces of obsidian, and each piece of obsidian is engraved with intricate magic patterns.

Those magic patterns flashed with strange light, as if telling an ancient and evil story.

Within the magic patterns, there were wisps of divine and demonic energy flowing, like nimble little snakes.

Countless crystal clear blood diamonds are inlaid between the obsidian.

Under the reflection of the demonic energy, the blood diamond emitted a strange red light. The lights intertwined together and formed a huge purgatory picture on the ground.

In the picture, demons are roaring and evil spirits are fighting, as if real scenes are constantly being played out.

The surrounding walls are extremely luxurious.

The wall is made of a metal called "Phantom Gold", which is extremely rare in the demon world. It is not only extremely hard, but also can change color with the fluctuations of demonic energy.

The phantom gold on the wall was shining with a strange light at this moment, and the light vaguely revealed some secret and twisted scenes.

The figures of the witch and the devil are looming in the interweaving of light and shadow, and they seem to be entangled with each other in an indescribable posture.

Every subtle movement is filled with indescribable power.

Their faces are distorted and indulgent, as if driven by some deep desire, displaying all kinds of behaviors that are unbearable to watch.

And those huge demon generals seemed particularly dazzling in the carnival with a group of banshees.

They brandished their weapons violently, and the wine flowing from their bodies mixed with the blood on the ground.

There was a sickening stench, and the whole scene was filled with violence and depravity.

The walls are also inlaid with luminous pearls of varying sizes, which sparkle like huge pearls.

It adds a sense of contrast between mystery and luxury to this weird picture.

However, beneath this dazzling light, there are deeper and darker secrets hidden, waiting for those who are interested to explore carefully.

Each one emits a soft and blurry light, making the obscene images clearer and making the entire hall look even more bizarre.

At the top of the hall stands a magnificent dome, on top of which is the most eye-catching wonder under the sky - an enormous black crystal.

It was like a demon's eye awakening from an ancient slumber, hanging quietly in the air.

It releases a deep and dark light, exuding an evil aura that should not be underestimated.

Surrounding this main crystal are countless smaller but equally brilliant crystals.

They follow some ancient and mysterious rules, arranged in an orderly manner, and together weave a huge and complex magic array.

This magic array seems to be the most exquisite work in the world. Every crystal carries unspeakable power and quietly tells the ancient secrets.

Within the formation, the aura of gods and demons lingered like invisible silk threads, weaving through the void and weaving out a series of bizarre pictures.

Sometimes, these auras condense into shape and transform into a hideous demon head.

The huge mouth opened slightly, with fangs exposed, as if it wanted to swallow up every inch of light and hope around it, shrouding the hall in depression and fear.

Such a scene is both awe-inspiring and evokes endless curiosity and imagination about the unknown world.

People can't help but indulge in this fantasy scene that combines ancient magic and mysterious power.


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