The vines and branches of the ancient tree covered every corner of the Forbidden Land. The vines seemed to stretch into the void, as if endless. Like the land itself, the tree before them radiated a mysterious, ancient aura.
Celeste Grant's gaze swept over the buildings, and she couldn't help but laugh. "I always figured the Demon God's home would have a blood moon hanging in the sky and be thick with Demonic Qi. I was expecting the corpses of a few Greater Demons scattered around as decoration, but this place looks pretty normal."
Hearing this, Javier Sinclair chuckled. "My dear, is that really the image you have of your husband?"
