"Not good, it's someone from the Extreme Demon Temple."
The two Holy Children exchanged a sharp glance with Ye Xuan, then soared upward to meet the approaching demonic cloud.
Little did they know, they had already half-stepped into their coffins; had they truly attacked Ye Xuan, they would have perished on the spot.
"Extreme Demon Temple?"
Ye Xuan murmured to himself, then mysteriously vanished from Jingyu City.
...
The vast Heavenly Vault, an endless expanse.
On one side, the demonic cloud's malevolence rose sky-high, while on the other, a blue light surged with life, seemingly splitting the Heaven and Earth in two, now standing in confrontation in the sky.
In the demonic cloud stood a lone black-clad youth; the terrifying Extreme Demon Light roiling around him, his cold, grim visage filled with murderous intent.
On the other side, Yao Feng, the Saint Heir, and Qinglan, the Holy Daughter, had grave expressions, tinged with hints of apprehension in their eyes.
