Fang Heng passed through the hell rift.
What came into view was a hell lava cave.
The scorching air twisted violently from the high heat, and everywhere molten lava pools churned with sticky bubbles, emitting a pungent sulfurous burnt smell.
Soldiers from He Xueyan's squad cautiously entered the hell cavern, gathering to follow behind Fang Heng.
"Gulp, gulp gulp..."
Hell Mad Demons kept crawling out from the lava, letting out heart-wrenching roars as they rushed rapidly toward Fang Heng.
Fang Heng flipped his wrist, throwing rune papers from his palm.
"Bang! Bang bang bang!!"
The rune papers exploded.
Several shadows shot out from the runes!
The God of the Underworld teleported directly in front of a Mad Demon, reaching out and tightly grasping the demon's throat.
A death grip!
The Mad Demon was held in one hand, its body gradually covered with a deathly gray color until it completely lost its life.
