Chapter 2420

Chen Xuan followed the lead sentry for several hundred miles before the silhouette of the Half-Demon stronghold finally came into view. It was a magnificent subterranean fortress constructed from massive, unidentified black timber. The overall style was grand and minimalist, yet it possessed an imposing, majestic air. The closer Chen Xuan flew, the more insignificant he felt. It seemed the Half-Demon race was not entirely composed of treacherous and sinister beings; the individual who designed such a grand stronghold must have been an extraordinary figure. Of course, Chen Xuan had no heart to dwell on the architect; once he stepped into the fortress, it would be a situation of nine deaths for every one chance of survival.