At the holy land of the Snow Flora Pavillion.
The Angel Saintess Bai Qingxue was weeping bitterly in her bed chamber. It was because she had just woken up from a terrifying nightmare.
It was a recurring nightmare that she had been having for several years and it was like a curse to her.
She rose from her bed and her beautiful naked figure began to look blankly to the north where the desolate demonic lands were.
All of a sudden, she had turned ashen because a man with pointed ears and crimson eyes had suddenly appeared from the shadows of her room.
Only a demonic race would have pointed ears. And only a high level cultivator of the demonic race would have crimson eyes. Their crimson eyes were equivalent to the golden core level of the human race.
This demonic man was at the Great Demon Saint level, the equivalent of a Sage Saint and he was a realm higher than even the Angel Saintess Bai Qingxue who was only at the Saintess level.
