Coo, coo, coo—coo, coo, coo~
The Fountain of Youth, surging across the eternal heavenly chasm, still bubbled away in loneliness.
The several young demon kings by the spring looked at one another, and for a moment, seemed to have forgotten why they had come, not knowing what to do.
The life-and-death struggle between Yang Yu and Mouse Garan had seemed stirring and heroic at the time, yet looking back on it now, it was as though it could no longer raise even a ripple.
Xingnian had crossed alone in a solitary boat, only to perish amid wind and waves. It truly left onlookers feeling bereft.
In the game of celestial demons, demon kings were not worth mentioning at all.
Beneath the absolute pinnacle, all were dust!
Only when the sky closed again and the wind drove the drifting clouds did the celestial demon's might finally disperse.
Only then did Yuan Mengji snap out of the proud feeling of "Celestial Demon Grandpa has got my back," belatedly realizing...
Hey, wait.
The golden light barrier was gone, Grandpa had left—what was he supposed to do?
As he looked around again, the danger finally felt real.
Yang Yu and Mouse Garan had both possessed the strength of newly crowned kings of the Heaven List, yet they had died just like that.
Bear Three Thoughts and Yu Xin had still been chatting and laughing on their way here, talking about being friends for ten years. Yet in the blink of an eye, even Yu Xin's corpse was nowhere to be seen.
Miss Lanruo was usually so innocent and pure, yet she had actually sliced off Spider Zheng's head with her zither strings?
The turmoil at the absolute pinnacle was dangerous, certainly, but it had all been contained within the roiling Heavenly River blasted forth