A giant finger, with knuckles like hills, veins like ravines, towering fifty to sixty feet, shaped like a pillar mountain, pierced the earth, crashing heavily into Chen Yuan and the others' view!
The heavens were abruptly torn by the giant finger, a blood-red passage opened, spanning several miles, as if the sky had been torn open with a blood-soaked wound, shocking to behold!
Chen Yuan's gaze was solemn, as he sensed an alarming demonic power on that giant finger.
"Haha!"
A piercing wild laughter rang out suddenly in the void.
Before Chen Yuan was a massive, crimson eyeball bound by golden chains. Seeing this sudden upheaval, its pupils filled with madness, it let out a loud laugh.
"It seems the Ten Thousand Mountains have sensed it, Ninth Mountain's Colonel, the Demon Army is about to descend, it appears I haven't lost yet!"
Chen Yuan suddenly turned his head, his eyes glinting coldly, landing on this demon's gloating eye, as if looking at a dead person, his tone unreadable:
