Pushing open the doors of the Heavenly Demon Hall, and leaving the hall behind.
Lanling looked at the countless statues of witches on the door, and said quietly: "If one day I become strong enough, I will come to rescue you and set you free!"
Then, Lanling departed from the thirty-third level of the ancient city of the Heavenly Demon, following the spiral path towards the level of the exit.
As he walked, Lanling clearly saw that each building here housed people — or more accurately, the Demon Race.
Demon soldiers, Demon Generals, Succubi, Witches.
Countless in number.
All these Demons stayed inside the buildings, sitting quietly, their faces serene, eyes closed as if in prayer.
Everyone wore the same expression.
They seemed to know the end times were coming, calmly awaiting the apocalypse!
Lanling walked inside, each member of the Demon Race vividly clear, lifelike yet all turned into stone.
