Demon Soil was shrouded in darkness. The sun and moon hung dim, and murky light covered the entire world.
Buzz...
An unusual fluctuation appeared. Space trembled as a spatial vortex gradually took shape, drawing the attention of quite a few powerful beings.
Gazes crossed space one after another, fixed intently upon the suddenly appearing Spatial Passage.
"This feeling... is it the Demon Summoning Talisman?"
"Someone activated the Demon Summoning Talisman... the Blood Evil Clan?"
"Hadn't that small clan already declined? How could they have produced a Devil Emperor?"
"Heh, it seems they've kept a low profile all these years just to nurture a Devil Emperor." Someone sighed softly.
"But they're only a small clan. To think they were forced to use the Demon Summoning Talisman in a lower plane. I wonder who would be interested."
Streams of demonic thought echoed through heaven and earth, communicating with one another.
"What if... and I mean, what if it's another scourge like the Martial Ancestor?"
At those words, the many Devil Emperors fell silent, their gazes toward the Spatial Passage gaining several shades of wariness.
Some Devil Emperors who had originally intended to take a look also abandoned the idea.
"The Martial Ancestor..."
Kong Ming's voice echoed through the great hall.
The Heart Heavenly Devil Emperor, clad in a tattered gray robe with distorted space surrounding him, giving him an illusory and ethereal air, suddenly opened his eyes. A dim gray gleam shot from his black vortex-like pupils.
His gaze pierced through the Spatial Passage, taking in everything on the other side.
Thick dark clouds, mountain peaks whose blood-red hue was gradually fading, cold black winds, and a black-haired young man smiling pleasantly.
"This fellow... I seem to have seen him somewhere before. He appears to be that boy connected to Hun Tiandi.