A few days later.
Jiang Fan arrived at the Flame Dragon Palace.
With the power of the Celestial Cicada Spirit Leaf, he concealed his aura and figure, easily evading the pursuit of many demons, and eventually arrived within the Flame Dragon Palace.
Due to a large number of demons breaking free, the Flame Dragon Palace, once filled with Restriction Arrays, no longer had any of its former defensive restrictions, allowing anyone to easily enter the palace.
"Is this the Flame Dragon Palace?"
After entering the Flame Dragon Palace, Jiang Fan looked around curiously.
A mixture of decay and blood assaulted his senses, almost making him nauseous. The mottled bluestone floor was riddled with cracks, and dark red blood stains, like dried rivers, meandered into the darkness.
Broken stone pillars leaned haphazardly, the carved dragon and phoenix totems on their surfaces long blurred, replaced by twisted demon patterns, glowing eerily purple under the erosion of demonic qi.
