The five red robed Divine Adjudicators walked extremely slowly, the tips of their feet like mops as they were slowly dragged along the ground.

Zhang Ping didn’t rush them at all. For them who had already stayed in this type of place for ten days, waiting for another half an hour of time or waiting a half hour less already didn’t make any difference. Only, over the years, Purgatory Mountain had sent countless explorers into Sky Devil Prison Plains, yet they had never discovered this type of strange place before.

According to Purgatory Mountain’s recordings, the explorers had discovered some weapon fragments and some palace ruins, but they had never seen this type of devil king face rock before.

Regardless of whether it was a totem, cultivation land symbol, or something else, Zhang Ping was at least certain that these distinct five sense organs and the patterns on that rock were definitely the work of cultivators… Perhaps this came from the hands of the legendary ‘devil’, and was absolutely not naturally formed.

That giant face wrapped by a magma lake, at this time, seemed to surge with a wave of demonic nature, making his body start to unconsciously continuously shake.

The five red...