"Please go to your death, ancestor!"
The demon lord towered over the heavens, and Yu Luo, surrounded by a horde of demons at the center, seemed even more wild and domineering.
This was the demon lord.
The voice spread in all directions.
At the center of the Six Desires Gate was the miasma-filled Peach Blossom Ridge, where pink miasma made the place look gorgeous yet dangerous.
In the palace within the miasma, a middle-aged man in a white robe sat with eyes closed, an imposing and powerful Dharma Image faintly visible behind him—a pure gold peach blossom.
Beneath the peach tree, Qi Jie sat cross-legged.
At this moment, Yu Luo's voice came.
The two opened their eyes and looked at each other.
"He's back!" The uncertainty in Qi Jie's heart was not out of guilt toward Yu Luo, but fear of her actions being exposed.
Yu Xiong frowned and immediately soared into the sky.
The surrounding miasma all stirred up, forming pink clouds.
"All hands out to meet the enemy!"
