Drought Demon

If Zhou Wen saw the Fiend Tomb now, he would definitely be alarmed.

It could no longer be called a grave. Not only was there no grave, but there was also a bottomless pit.

The flames in the pit rose up as blazing white flames spewed out dozens of meters high. If not for the suppression of the Zhang family's seal, the flames would have long surged into the sky, making it known to the world.

Even though it was suppressed by the seal, the flames were still unimaginably terrifying. It made the bottomless pit look like the entrance to hell. The constantly burning flames turned the surrounding rocks into crystalline objects that shimmered with a demonic light under the flames.

The wooden carriage stopped not far from the deep pit. Almost all the core members of the Zhang family had arrived. Under Zhang Siyou's lead, they reached the edge of the seal.