In the deepest reaches of the Ancient Devil God Realm, within a fortress shrouded in perpetual darkness, Yao Huang arrived, his figure materializing from the void. His face was pale, his breath ragged, and his eyes burned with a mixture of frustration and disbelief. The battle at the World Tree had been a humiliating defeat, a setback he had not anticipated.
He had underestimated Yue Yun's power. Her mastery over the moonlight was far beyond what he had imagined. It was a force that could rival the Primordial Gods, a power that had pushed him to his limits and forced him to retreat.
"My lord, are you alright?" Mo Liang rushed to his side, his voice filled with concern. He had sensed the disturbance in the void, the chaotic energy fluctuations that signaled his master's return.
Yao Huang waved him off, his mind still reeling from the encounter. He needed time to compose himself, to analyze what had happened, and to plan his next move.
