In a secret space somewhere in the Netherworld, a dark-faced old man gazed toward the distant Phantom Demon Valley. His gaze was sharp, and each of his eyes had two pupils—he actually possessed double pupils! This man was none other than the Skywing King.
Though Phantom Demon Valley was extremely far from him, every change within it fell clearly into his sight. Its initial tremors had caught his attention. Although he had guided Yan Chihuo to Phantom Demon Valley, he had never expected such a development.
Phantom Demon Valley had always been utterly still, like stagnant water. To cause such a disturbance was truly unprecedented in the Netherworld. Its shaking grew increasingly violent; trees snapped within, sand and stones flew through the air, the earth split apart, mountain peaks collapsed, and pool water drained underground. Calling it heaven and earth turning upside down would not have been an exaggeration.
The tremors intensified and continued for several hours. Then, with a boom, Phantom Demon Valley abruptly vanished. A swarm of ghosts and monsters never seen before appeared in the sky, only to turn to flying ash in an instant. The Skywing King's expression changed from surprise to horror.
Although he had seen Yan Chihuo advance to the Ascension Stage, the man had cultivated for only a short time, so his strength should have been relatively limited. Who would have thought Yan Chihuo would actually destroy the entire Phantom Demon Valley?
The Skywing King steadied himself and calculated inwardly, "No matter how formidable Yan Chihuo is, he could not have destroyed it by himself. There must have been some other mechanism within Phantom Demon Valley. But judging from this, this man possesses great fortune. He may be worth cooperating with."
Several more days passed. The Skywing King seemed to sense something and