Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
The rift valley was rugged.
The wind was like knives.
A fat figure plowed through the gale, crackling innocently as it went.
Zhu Dali, Peace Under Heaven Ghost Constable, had finally caught up to Snake Guyu, the Crimson Moon Demon King.
Or rather, Snake Guyu had been unusually unguarded, allowing him to catch up. Her purple hair drifted softly as she looked over at him without emotion.
Her hollow eyes seemed to ask—why had he come after her?
"Join the Peaceful Way!" Zhu Dali said bluntly.
Snake Guyu did not speak.
"Join the Peaceful Way," Zhu Dali repeated. "I'm here to tell you why we have to live."
He tore off his face covering. On his fat, rather unattractive face was utter sincerity. "I'll take you to find the answer."
Is this guy trying to tell me? Or himself?
Snake Guyu thought this, but said nothing.
She had never been a demon with no home, nor had she been driven to a dead end.
She had been born into the illustrious Mist-Shrouded Snake Clan, possessed talent that astonished all around her, and had become the new king of the Heavenly List at an early age.
But no one knew that the entire Mist-Shrouded Snake Clan were secretly members of the Bitter Cage School.
She too had taken its vows as a child and joined the Bitter Cage School.
The Bitter Cage School despaired of this world. Their hearts were bent solely on self-destruction, and all their lives they pursued a brilliant death with which to bid farewell to the Sea of Bitterness.
The Mist-Shrouded Snake Clan had plotted a grand scheme to destroy the Divine Fragrance Flower Sea. Answering the call of the Bitter Cage School's powerful figures, they sought to use the fall of the Divine