C498 Guu Xuan

Above the ground, fiery red lava churned as if boiling, and the air was thick with the inescapable scent of sulfur.

Echoes of a roar, laden with violence and the promise of oblivion, resonated continuously, instilling a primal fear deep within the soul.

Amidst a mountain of corpses and a throne of bones, atop a high platform built from countless skeletons