On the high mountains where the Fallen Angel Clan resided, massive, cold-breathing Fallen Angels, with wings far larger than their bodies, flapped against the wind, surging in the direction of the Azure Kingdom. The chilling aura they emitted caused the sky to darken, as though the once-clear sky had instantly transformed into a cold, eerie night.
Nearby, various spellbeast races sensed the abnormality. They looked up at the suddenly darkened heavens, and upon seeing the sight of the numerous Fallen Angels, they hurriedly restrained their own auras in fear.
"What are they planning with such a large-scale mobilization?"
"It's one thing for ordinary Fallen Angels to move together, but why is the aura of the Heavenly King mixed in with them? Could it be that the Heavenly King is going to take action too?"
