The monsters closest to the passage were the weakest ones, and the vast majority were at the Peak of True Origin.
Then came those with Aerial Mastery, Heavenly Gang… there were even no shortage of Primordial Spirit Realm existences.
Looking at these monsters radiating Spiritual Energy, from their armor and the way they stood in separate formations, Ning Fan could tell they were the commanders of the Crimson Flame Demon Army.
All of these commanders had colossal bodies, standing as tall as small mountains, and they looked even more ferocious.
Each of them was grabbing up the monsters beside them one-handed and stuffing them into their mouths.
"The stronger they are, the bigger they get, and the uglier they look."
Ning Fan turned his gaze to the ugliest one; it was impossible not to notice him.
This monster, over twenty meters tall with green shoots and Fangs, looked exactly the same as the Netherworld Monarch's avatar he had seen before.
"So this should be the true body."
