"When do we act?"
"In three days."
Even as the voice spoke from beneath the black robes, the figure was already retreating into the distance, laughing. "To avoid long nights and excessive dreams, you and I shall work together and kill Jiang He in three days!"
When the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult finally left, a look of confusion flashed in the Dragoncroc Emperor's dark-golden eyes.
Its body then descended beneath its lake again, and after traversing a series of restraining arrays, it slipped beneath an underwater realm.
There were mountains as well as celestial bodies up in the skies, as well as many arches. Further into the distance, many little daemons were playing or diligently cultivating.
