In the depths of the void, the Demon King was traveling on his own. He seemed to be sauntering in a leisurely fashion, but his every step took him vast distances forward. The speed of his movement was not inferior to Zhang Boqian’s void traversal.

When he glanced backward, all he could see of the Evernight World was a small speck. Hence, no matter how fast he was going, it felt like he wasn’t moving at all.

He would stop from time to time and glance back, then continue forward.

All of a sudden, a palace hall leaped out of the void in front of him. It felt as though the structure had just materialized, yet it also felt as though the building...