There were floating palaces and buildings everywhere, looking illusory. The place resembled a world covered by a black veil with a strange chill.

“This is Lord of Chaos’ chamber.” The ghost monarch led Feng Feiyun to a particular palace.

Just the steps alone were intimidating. Outside were eight altars, seemingly made from mountains being transformed with a horizontal cut. Above the altars were streams of boiling blood.

Ghastly soldiers brought souls back to the altars - truly a scene of hell.

“I...