Above the Great Wilderness Mountain.
The endless layer of Gang Wind.
Speedy and biting, mercilessly scouring everything like blades, oblivious to time, persistently brushing against the world.
On one side of the Great Wilderness Mountain, the Great Demon King Yuan Zhang, clad in a green robe, took the lead. The Second King, Golden Eyes, and the Third King, White Face, were stationed on his left and right.
A little distance away.
Fengyun Ridge, headed by Demon King Tun Hu, with the other four Demon Kings stood aside on both left and right.
The two sides confronted each other.
For a moment.
The overwhelming Demon Qi from both parties ascended into the high strata of the Gang Wind, materializing as they accumulated, looming, grappling, flexing their claws.
"Yuan Laogui, you've been waiting for this day for long, haven't you..."
