Within the Hell Palace, the red moon vanished, and with the disappearance of its glow, the Demonic Beasts frolicking by the river had already found places to hide.
Night fell, and the grand, hazy sky within the space was once again filled with ghost flames.
As darkness approached, Huang Chen couldn't help but take action, this time making an even grander move.
He had been hiding within a Magical Treasure underground, and this time he used a curse taught by his master to control the space.
"Ma li ma li hong"
As he chanted the curse, apart from his Magical Treasure which remained motionless underground, the gray soil and sand on the surface started to whirl up in clouds of dust, and the rivers seemed to flow in reverse.
The Hell Palace began to turn as if caught in a tornado, shaking and spinning.
"Howl..." The desolate howling of wolves in the night sounded particularly tragic.
