Three Sha Demon God.
The Three Sha Demon God manifested, and all three pairs of eyes opened at once.
In an instant.
The starry expanse for millions upon millions of miles seemed to plunge into an eternal night.
Under this supreme demon god's gaze, countless wandering torrents of void turbulence eerily froze, twisted, then crumbled inch by inch.
Standing beneath the Cold Moon, Chu Yuehan felt even her soul tremble.
"The... the Lower Realm... when did it gain such a monster?"
Something seemed to occur to Chu Yuehan.
The blood instantly drained from her face.
Her voice shook. "What is your relationship with... the Heavenly Demon Sacred Cult and the Three Sha Demon Saint?"
"The Three Sha Demon Saint?"
Hearing that name, Li Xinge paused.
His brows furrowed slightly.
The Heavenly Demon Sacred Cult did sound somewhat familiar.
But he had truly never heard the name Three Sha Demon Saint.
Still, he ignored Chu Yuehan.
And the moment Chu Yuehan voiced that question, she realized her mistake.
If Li Xinge truly had ties to that being.
Why would he still be staying in the Lower Realm?
He would have long since been escorted back to the Heavenly Demon Sacred Cult.
Li Xinge stood within the blazing sun, his hands clasped behind his back.
He stood beneath the towering Three Sha Demon God.
One embodied supreme yang.
One embodied supreme baleful intent.
One was light.
One was darkness.
He raised his hand.
At that moment, the two powers that should have been as incompatible as fire and water eerily began to merge.
Endless true sun fire climbed up the demon god's six arms.
Black shone through gold, and gold gleamed within black.
The Golden Crow Mark on Li Xinge's brow and the Demon Mark that emerged elsewhere on his brow erupted