As the crowd continued to discuss fervently.
The memories on the dome shifted once more.
No one knew how much time had passed.
This time, the male and female protagonists, the youthful Qingling Demon Sovereign and his newly pledged beautiful mentor, appeared in a bustling marketplace.
"Mentor, this place is directly under the Demon Emperor's Palace, in the city of Ten Thousand Demons. Is it really okay for us to be here...?"
The young man asked nervously, glancing at the woman in black by his side.
"Oh, are you worried about your mentor?"
The woman in black gave the young man a glance, her voice filled with pleasure.
"Ah."
The young man was slightly taken aback, and a blush spread across his pale cheeks: "I suppose I am."
"Alright, my obedient disciple, don't worry."
The woman in black said: "The one attempting to assassinate the Demon Emperor is that old woman in white, what does it have to do with me?"
"That does make sense."
