Above Chang'an, the night rain fell without end.
Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that, compared to the towering Demon Palace spanning a thousand miles amid roiling purple mist, the palace behind the girl seemed far too frail. At any moment, the purple mist filling the sky might swallow it whole.
And that was not all.
On either side of the Demon Palace, eight Dao Chess pieces stood in a tightly packed array.
Radiance flowed around them, brilliant and dazzling.
Two of them shone with piercing purple-gold light, faint phantoms of dragons and phoenixes circling above them, drawing purple qi from the east.
Two Immortal-Grade pieces, along with six high-grade Dao Chess pieces.
These were the true hidden reserves of an unrivaled prodigy of the Cloud-Dream Palace.
Boom.
Without warning, a thunderbolt crashed down, tearing apart the night.
Skywater Qilin's expression remained indifferent.
Deep within the Demon Palace, the second Immortal-Grade Dao Chess piece radiating purple-gold light abruptly trembled. It became a dazzling streak of light and poured straight into his lean, powerful demonic body.
Purple-gold radiance intertwined, transforming in the blink of an eye into half a suit of ancient, heavy armor over his ink-blue scales.
Skywater Qilin gripped the Dragon-Scale Longspear in one hand and, without the slightest hesitation, thrust it out with furious precision.
"Demon-Defeating Eight Spears!"
His low voice resounded through the sky.
Blood drenched our soil; gods guarded our borders.
The golden lion entered the ranks, reigning supreme on the battlefield.
Deeds eclipsing the ages-the Demon-Defeating Eight Spears.
Legend held that this spear art had been developed and passed down by sixty-four disciples of immortals and gods over hundreds of thousands of years, only taking its initial form when it reached the hands of the immortals and gods themselves.
This was no ordinary spell.
It