"Something's not right. Everyone, get ready!"
At the same time, the Titan Great Ape sensed something too. It instinctively retreated behind the lion, but still remembered to warn the weaker demon ancestors behind it.
"You sure know how to play the good guy!"
Taking in all the other's little moves, Luo Yi shook his head with a helpless laugh.
Yet he grew three parts more wary of the cautious Titan Great Ape.
After all, Old Yin knew Old Yin best. From the instinctive way it had stepped back, he could tell that the Titan Great Ape had surely pulled this kind of underhanded trick more than a few times.
And Luo Yi had no intention of inexplicably falling into the hands of this kind of Old Yin.
But just as his thoughts were racing,
the sky above the county town, which had been clear and cloudless, suddenly changed. Chilling air spread through the clouds, and hailstones began to fall among them.
On the cloud banks shrouded in cold air, a magnificent throne loomed in and out of sight.
But no one sat upon it. Instead, a long magical sword, gleaming with cold light, hung suspended there.
A faint layer of frost covered the blade. As the Heavenly Firmament above grew darker and darker, countless reflections of sword-light flew out from the clouds.
The gleaming sword-shadows interwove and coiled around one another, casting the entire county town below in a deathly Bai light.
Then a magical sword came hurtling over from afar.
A woman dressed in an old Azure Robe stood with her hands behind her back atop the blade. Her gaze swept indifferently over the demons and monsters present, before finally settling on the White Crane Ancestor at their head.
As the White Crane Ancestor watched the woman's gaze sweep