The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6205

At the edge of the Demon Marches, heavy demonic fog hung all year round.

The light between heaven and earth bled with a dark, stifling red, and even the howling wind carried a biting demonic chill as it tore across jagged, misshapen rocks and dragged out a sound like ghosts crying in the dark.

Deep in that barren, dead-silent land, a towering palace stood on the summit of the surrounding mountains. Its whole body had been cast from pitch-black demonic stone, vast and crushing just from a glance.

Across the roof, countless reliefs of snarling Demon Dragons had been carved in savage detail. Every line gave off a vicious presence.

This was the Demon Dragon Hall, the place in the Demon Marches that made every major power think twice.