C827 Entering

Zhang Yu inhaled sharply, his expression frozen as he gazed at the endless mountains shrouded in darkness and mist, where it seemed a colossal demon lurked.

"Shall we enter or not?" Satan asked, his face etched with solemnity and a trace of... apprehension.

The notion that Satan, the lawless Original Devil, would exhibit fear towards a seemingly insignificant mountain range was laughable