At this moment, deep within the Nine Nether, a shadow flickered, engulfed in black flames, burrowing further down.
"The heavens face calamity; this desolate place bears no life. Even if the ancient demon sweeps across the heavens, it won't come here."
The shadow muttered to itself, yet continued to delve deeper, soon passing over chains fixed in the void.
A glint of coldness flashed in his eyes; long ago, the Source Ancestor and several Supreme Saints forged these chains together to seal him here.
Here, starlight does not reach, and the world's energy is thin, making cultivation impossible. Fortunately, this adversity turned to his advantage, tempering him with the Nine Netherworlds Fire, allowing him to roam the Nine Nether freely. This is his second strongest ability, alongside his Extreme Divine Realm power.
