The area had been calm and windless just moments ago, but now sinister winds howled, giving everyone a frightening feeling.
Before anyone could react, a terrifying, icy demonic aura suddenly surged toward them. Then, boundless killing intent rapidly spread over from the direction of the Heavenly Court.
The "dark clouds" in the sky also gradually drew closer, occupying most of the firmament.
"Could it be the Demon Clan?"
Suirenshi had always been perceptive. The instant he sensed this aura, his expression changed drastically. His face filled with astonishment as he looked up at the sky.
The others were also stunned after sensing this terrifying and powerful aura. Soon, their faces were filled with fear.
"Th-then could this really be the Demon Clan?"
Youchaoshi spoke up as well, his expression somber.
"How could it be the Demon Clan? They're still locked in a bitter battle. They're under attack from both sides—how could they have time to bother with us, the Human Race?"
Chaoyi Shi shook her head, clearly unwilling to believe Suirenshi and Youchaoshi. She thought they were merely seeing shadows where there were none and treating every bush and tree as an enemy.
"You're overthinking it, aren't you? In my opinion, the two of you have simply been too tired lately, and your nerves are too tense. That's why you're having these hallucinations."
After all, the Demon Clan was currently engaged in a fierce battle with the Two Sages of the West and the three clans. They were too busy to even worry about that war—how could they possibly have time to concern themselves with the Human Race?
But Suirenshi did not think so. His chest felt increasingly tight, and his sense of unease grew stronger...
Why did he feel as if the Demon Clan was getting closer and closer