Deep within the Demon Lake, beneath the Grand Array, a giant, fair-skinned hand—powerful, with long, slender fingers and a strange, aesthetic beauty—was frozen in place, as if sealed in amber.
Wisps of Demonic Qi rose from this giant hand. From a distance, they looked like fine smoke, but up close, they were terrifying, pitch-black tornados of Demonic Qi, churning the bottom of the Demon Lake into a state of constant turmoil.
Most of this Demonic Qi was blocked by the Grand Array above. However, the wisps that escaped still transformed into a monstrous demonic will that surged toward the sky, steeping the Demon Lake and the Earth Abyss, turning them into a Demon Realm.
Just as Fang Cheng was comprehending the Inheritance Stele left behind by the Yinluo Sect's founder, two figures at the bottom of the lake were watching him.
One of them was clad entirely in black robes that even obscured his face. A pair of golden eyes, filled with an evil light, stared intently at Fang Cheng.
