At this moment, in the northern region of the Divine Demon World's Sky Peak.
The rolling mountains were covered in a verdant green.
The lush ancient trees, towering into the sky, seemed to narrate the endless years that had passed over this land.
The chirping of spiritual insects and the roaring of demon beasts were incessant, bringing a touch of vitality to the entire mountain range.
In these deep mountain woods, the arrival of two people instantly broke the natural charm.
The aura of the two was like radiation, continuously spreading outwards.
In an instant, the demon beasts stopped roaring, and the birds on the branches, startled, fluttered their wings and flew away.
These two people were Shenxuan Hongyang and the black-robed youth.
"Hongyang, it seems like there's still no change," the black-robed youth said.
"It's also questionable whether there will be any change on the mountaintop."
