Talent

Deep within the Maze Realm Corridor, within a hidden space.

Inside a tranquil hall of ice and snow sat six figures. Their auras were all tightly restrained. Some wore black scales, others purple armor, while some were even dressed in robes commonly seen on cultivators. Two of them even had entirely human appearances.

"Snow Cocoon, little sister, why did you summon us?"

"Those fools are all under your command, Snow Cocoon, little sister. You can decide some matters yourself—there's no need to call us over." The other five figures were all quite casual. They lacked the evil aura common to the Destruction Devil Race; with only a change in appearance, they could even blend in among countless cultivators...