At this moment, they seemed to resurrect, standing tall upon the earth.
Gradually, they appeared to merge with the red fog, flowing with it in the direction of the Demon Court.
The whole of Luzhou in the North became ethereal at this moment, seemingly about to transcend Heaven and Earth.
Li Jing watched this scene quietly, his eyebrows gradually furrowing, feeling a great change occurring in Luzhou in the North, not knowing what impact this change would have on the war.
Buried deep beneath the ground, Shituo King and others were surrounded by the thick fog, which condensed around them, healing their wounds and nourishing their bodies.
"What is this?" Shituo King asked, full of uncertainty.
The fog before his eyes reminded him of a very ancient plan of the Demon Court, the origin of the Demon Clan's grand banner.
