Chapter 1752: A Spark

In less than half an hour, Volt Williams and the others arrived at the Eight-Glare Demon King's "hideout." He lifted his gaze. The towering ancient trees ahead thinned out, giving way to a vast plain of white grass. At the far end, a sea of purple mist churned across the horizon. That mist was anything but ordinary. It looked half-real, half-illusory, steeped in an ancient aura. Deep within it, dense blue-green light flashed again and again, brimming with a startling Dao intent. This was the Dao...