"Bzz~"
At that moment, the enormous azure scroll quietly began to change.
The scroll, which had originally carried an air of endless vitality, now turned scarlet.
Master Xu's expression was solemn as he stared at the red scroll.
Zeng Shilin abruptly rose to his feet as well, staring intently at Master Xu.
"You never told this old man such a situation could occur."
"This old man exhausted his Divine Soul Power and poured the Origin Power of Vast Righteous Qi into your formation, only then gaining the chance to deduce information about the Demon Race."
"And now you're telling me this formation is beyond your control?"
"Xu, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Zeng Shilin's voice was exceedingly gloomy.
Master Xu did not answer him.
He continued to stare fixedly at the enormous red scroll.
And at that moment,
the sky within the illusion formation changed as well.
The previously normal weather gave way to raging sandstorms that filled the heavens.
Red Mist shrouded every sight within the illusion formation.
Then, from within that scarlet mist, a faint, elusive laugh rang out.
"Hehehe~"
That sound... seemed to come from within the illusion formation.
Yet Zeng Shilin's expression changed sharply.
"Who is it?!"
He raised his head and stared hard at the azure scroll.
"Illusory Demon Lord."
Master Xu's voice slowly sounded.
He stared at the scarlet scroll before him.
Upon hearing that name,
Zeng Shilin's brows drew tightly together.
The human race still knew far too little about Myriad Demon Mountain.
At the very least, he had never heard that name before.
"Who is that?"
Zeng Shilin looked at Master Xu.
"Above the First Rank Demon Emperor and the Third Rank Great Demon King, there is another realm between Great Demon King and Demon Emperor."
Master Xu said in