"Under Leifeng Tower lies a demon, the old village folks' ire does not dissipate. Human nature yearns for freedom, but Buddhist rules are hard to escape. The Spiritual Snake's loyalty is a tale well told, while Fa Hai's baseless trouble brews... Haha, laughable, laughable..."
In a desolate temple near Leifeng Tower, Pang Ban stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant tower whose spire peeked through the horizon, his expressionless face breaking into a low laugh.
All the personal guards of the Demon Palace knelt over the empty ground behind him.
Standing at various positions on either side were more than a dozen individuals from the Demon Sect, each with a distinct aura and demeanor.
Among them were Demon Marshal Zhao Deyan, Sect Leader Ren Tianxing of the Western Demon Sect, and other notorious demon magnates with malevolent reputations in the Martial World, truly a chaotic scene of dancing demons.
