Divine Judge? Beiting Huang had not heard these words in a very long time; hearing them again gave her the feeling of ten thousand years passing in a trance!
"Hahaha!" She laughed heartily, gazing up at the sky above, where beyond one barrier there was no more snow—the sky seemed familiar, and, overwhelmed with emotions, she said, "Indeed, I have once again set foot on the land of the 33 Heavens; even I didn't expect this. I have returned, and all of you, just clean your necks in readiness!"
Aisha gasped in astonishment, sizing up the young girl. She couldn't remember how many years it had been—over those years, she had forgotten what the young girl looked like. What had left an impression was the Devil Emperor sitting askew upon the Blood Moon, a flute in his hand, playing some tunes intermittently with a melancholic gaze.
Aisha thought that even if the Devil Queen truly returned, she might not remember the Devil Queen's face, right?
