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"Hehehe."

Barr's laughter popped into his head.

"Boy, how does it feel to be personally questioned by the Four Pillars of Destiny?"

Chen Guan asked himself, "Why didn't you come out just now?"

"Just watching the show."

Barr responded with complete confidence.

"Asmodeus is a rare sight. To be precise, all demons are very mysterious. Even for me, it's not easy to meet one."

"Anyway, that wasn't His true form, it was just a projection. I'm sure you can handle it easily."

"Where's the relief? I almost died there."

"You won't die, you're tough as nails."

Chen Guan had no interest in arguing with Him about such nonsense: "Asmodeus told me not to trust you, what do you think?"

"What do you think? Lord Baal has gone to great lengths to help you so many times, yet you'd rather believe a demon you've just met than me. Lord Baal is truly heartbroken."

Chen Guan did not argue with Bal on this issue, because Bal was indeed not wrong.

Having known Baal for so long, Baal has been more beneficial than harmful to him.

He asked that question just to test the waters.

He was also very curious as to why everyone along the way had warned him to be careful of Baal.

But that's a story for another time. Right now, he's more concerned about something else.

"What's ahead?"

"Baimon's territory." Baal's reply was surprisingly quick: "Also one of the Four Pillars, a boring old man to the core."

Chen Guan cast his gaze toward the horizon, where the massive city, against the purple sky, appeared eerily silent, incongruous with its surroundings.

He didn't ask any more questions, and started walking towards the city.

Guan Jinyue followed silently, her steps always keeping a distance of half a step behind Chen Guan, like a shadow.

The closer he got, the more suffocated Chen Guan felt in his chest, an indescribable, strange feeling pressing down on his heart.

It's too quiet.

Aside from Asmodeus's territory, which had no cities at all, the previous cities still reeked of chaos and bloodshed from a great distance.

But the city before us is as quiet as a giant tomb.

There were no guards at the city gate; the gate was wide open, as if welcoming all visitors.

Chen Guan and Guan Jinyue exchanged a glance, both seeing wariness in each other's eyes.

They entered the undefended city, one after the other.

The streets were wide and clean, paved with an unknown black stone that was so smooth that it reflected people's images, and even the sound of footsteps was mostly absorbed by the ground.

The buildings on both sides of the street have a uniform style, all of them are tall, pointed stone buildings with no carvings on the walls, only tightly closed windows.

Even more bizarre are the demons on the streets.

They come in all shapes and sizes, including lizardmen with long tails and flying demons with bat wings on their backs.

Without exception, they all simply walked quietly along the road, each going about their own business.

There was no shouting, no fighting, not even anyone speaking loudly.

When Chen Guan and Guan Jinyue, these two uninvited guests, appeared, the demons merely glanced at them, their gazes lingering on them briefly before they casually looked away and continued on their way.

There was no greed or malice in his eyes; they were as indifferent as if he were looking at two stones on the roadside.

This eerie sense of order was far more unsettling than blatant greed.

For demons who have long lived in the demon realm, humans, even if not delicacies, are still rare treasures, but now they are completely ignored.

"Where is the teleportation array?"

Chen Guan asked in a low voice.

He meant to ask Baal, but as soon as he spoke, a tall, thin demon with three eyes who was passing by stopped in his tracks.

It glanced at the coffin with its middle eye, then raised its webbed paw and pointed towards the city center, remaining silent throughout.

After pointing out the way, it turned and left on its own, merging into the silent flow of demons.

Chen Guan stood there, watching the demon's back, a sense of unease almost overflowing in his heart.

"Let's go."

Guan Jinyue's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Following the direction indicated by the demon, the two headed towards the city center.

They encountered no further obstacles along the way.

Soon, a huge circular stone platform appeared in the center of the square.

Like the previous teleportation array, it was covered with intricate runes, but unlike the others, there was no one around this stone platform.

There was no city lord, nor any guards.

"Baal's men, just go straight there."

The moment the words fell, the stone platform beneath their feet lit up on its own, with dark red runes illuminating layer by layer, creating a path to the next level.

There were no conditions, no tests, and he didn't even show his face.

Chen Guan turned around and glanced at the unusually peaceful city. The demons still walked silently in the streets, as if everything happening here had nothing to do with them.

"Hehehe."

Baal's laughter echoed in my mind, his tone full of disdain.

"That old bastard Baimon has always been like this, indifferent to worldly affairs, only caring about his own little corner of the world."

"Ugh, this is incredibly boring."

Baal's tone was full of disdain, but Chen Guan could tell that this disdain did not carry the same sharp hostility as when Asmodeus was mentioned.

It's more like a casual rant about an old neighbor he doesn't like; it seems the two have a good relationship.

Chen Guan withdrew his gaze and stopped thinking about it.

He stepped onto the teleportation array, and before the blinding red light completely engulfed his vision, he took one last look at the eerie city.

The red light faded, and the city remained silent.

the other side.

The worse-than-expected environment did not materialize; instead, a soft, almost holy white light filled the field of vision.

Chen Guan squinted as he adjusted to the abrupt change in light.

The smell of coke and rust had disappeared, and the air was filled with a freshness like ozone after rain, so clean that it made one's nerves tense when inhaled.

They stood in a pure white square, the paving stones beneath their feet gleaming and spotless.

All around were towering white spires, their lines sleek and their walls carved with intricate wing patterns, resembling holy swords piercing the sky.

There is no scarlet sky here; instead, a white canopy overhead emits a soft glow. The light source is invisible, yet it illuminates the entire city.

"Tsk, it's that hypocritical guy, Astaroth."

Baal's voice echoed in my mind, his disgust undisguised.

"This smell is disgusting."

Astaroth, one of the Four Pillars, is also a seasoned demon.