In the dense forest, Little Demon King Lin, who was leading a contingent of Demon Soldiers, suddenly looked up at the sky—under his brilliant leadership, they had not encountered a single witch clansman.
Red mist churned as the Demon Lord's magnificent carriage slowly emerged. The spectacle high in the sky sent shivers through everyone watching.
"My idol actually came out..." Little Demon King Lin frowned. "What's inside that strange floating hall... why are so many people fighting to get in?"
The instant that ancient hall appeared, several figures had scrambled to ascend to it. Now even his idol seemed stirred into action. After watching the war from his lofty platform all this time, he had finally made a move.
Was his idol going up to the hall too?
"Your Majesty?"
"Hold your positions for now." Little Demon King Lin pondered briefly. "Wait until I return. Anyone who disobeys will have their body and soul annihilated!"
Of course, he would not actually annihilate them. He had no such cruel methods, but these Asura demons seemed to respond to precisely this sort of threat... without a few vicious words, they could barely keep themselves under control.
The demons fell silent, lowering their heads.
Little Demon King Lin took a deep breath, gathered his strength, and leaped into the sky.
The Lord of Jiuli had combined the power of seven divine fiends into a heaven-toppling punch. Shiva had been prepared to fight to the death, only for that terrifying fist to suddenly strike empty air and vanish.
Then a boy had stabbed the Lord of Jiuli in the back, an anomaly had arisen from their collision, and finally an ancient hall had returned through a rift among the stars beyond the heavens... everything had happened at breakneck speed!
"There must be