Countless Demon Race appeared on the wilderness at the outskirts of the North City.
The moon piercing through the clouds cast a clear light, revealing the dark mass of the Demon Race, which was shockingly overwhelming.
Originally supposed to be against the Demon Race and irreconcilable with them, the Cultivators of Rinsing Spirit Sect now stood silently on either side of the city gate, like guards welcoming their king's return, respectful and fervent.
So many Demons, entering through the North City Gate, in such great numbers, yet so quietly.
However, the number of Demons was too much, the scene too grand, ultimately impossible to go unnoticed by everyone.
Not long after, a Travelling Palace Cultivator passing by the North City happened upon this scene.
In shock and fear, he first rubbed his eyes, suspecting he was dreaming.
