The devil head was enormous, the size unimaginable to most people. Even after the passage of countless years, it hadn’t rotted. The devil head had two horns and protruding fangs. While its eyes had dried up, it still gave off a dark green light like two lanterns.

The Square Heaven Seal hovered above the devil head, its once imposing size now diminished, resembling more of a crown atop the demonic figure.

Originally, the Square Heaven Seal represented Devil Fall City, but the city had lost its former grandeur. Its buildings lay in ruin, overrun by decay, rendering it a desolate ghost town.

Although Xing Wujiang had prepared himself, when he saw the state of Devil Fall City, he quivered. He was filled with pain.

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