The chime of life and death rang again.
Not long after, one figure after another flitted through the air.
Beneath the Demon Lord's abode, already gathered were thousands of figures.
All of them were followers of the demonic sect.
From protectors to ordinary disciples, every rank was present.
These people stood in front of the grand hall, looking up fervently at the figure above them.
Majestic, overwhelming, and impassioned...
The fluttering hair, the handsome cheeks, coupled with those deep, pitch-black eyes.
It was utterly breathtaking.
The first thought in their minds,
was that their Demon Lord, famed throughout the Tang Empire as a man who caused sorrow to men and weakness to women, had led many women to lose their appetite and even their homes and lives over him.
The second thought,
Oh no!
It seems my family also includes a woman,
Suddenly looking back,
sure enough, every female follower was already dazzled and stared intently at the figure above.
