The Extraterritorial Evil Clan's Scheme

"Has a Spirit Eye finally awakened?"

This was a vast, gloomy hall. Darkness surged within it, Black Qi rising as if it could swallow all life force, making the place seem shadowy and chilling.

Inside the great hall stood layers upon layers of black stone seats stretching far into the rear. At this moment, a figure occupied every black stone seat, each surrounded by a sinister, evil aura that made the space tremble faintly.

The entire great hall seethed with a heart-palpitating evil aura, like a hall of ten thousand demons.

At the center of the hall, thirty-two black thrones extended outward in an arc toward both sides. On each throne likewise sat a massive demonic shadow. As those demonic shadows breathed in and out, monstrous Demonic Qi formed different Demon Statues behind them, radiating boundless, terrifying demonic might.

Beneath the demonic might of those thirty-two demonic shadows, the other Black Shadows in the hall all lowered their heads slightly, showing their reverence.

At the very center of the thirty-two demonic thrones sat a demonic shadow wreathed entirely in demonic flames. Those flames were at times pitch-black as ink, and at times emitted a pure white light. The two alternated and flowed, looking exceedingly bizarre.

Beneath the demonic flames, a pair of emotionless eyes projected outward. Wherever that gaze swept, even space trembled faintly, as if in fear. The one who had spoken just now was precisely this person.

"Which clan's Demon Emperor awakened the Spirit Eye?" An ethereal yet low voice slowly drifted out from within the demonic flames.

On the demonic throne beside him sat a figure shrouded in a black robe. That figure lifted his head slightly, revealing a pale face. Yet his pair of pupils were actually shaped like ring after ring of black vortices, exceedingly