The intricate patterns of the late night in the boudoir, the endless charm in the small garden, will be set aside for now.
Let's talk about the aftermath of the destruction of the three great Heavenly Demon armies.
In the Demon Emperor's Palace, news arrived!
The Demon Emperor's eyes widened, and behind him, an ancient star river suddenly appeared, with his eyes resembling two ominous stars within this star river.
Carrying an indescribable sorrow, carrying infinite shock.
As his form moved, he transformed into an Eight-winged Demon Eagle soaring into the sky, all the snow and wind instantly disappearing, landing on the highest cliff of Sky Splitting Valley.
Upon seeing the disarray of the military flags below, the devastated battlefield, and smelling the blood fog not yet fully dispersed in the north wind, the Demon Emperor let out a long howl towards the sky, a powerful shockwave descended from the sky, reducing a high peak to ashes.
This was the wrath of the Demon Emperor!
