"Aooo!" The nine-dragon carriage rode the clouds and mist, leaving pitch-black mist in its wake. Countless ghostly demon beast heads rolled within it, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves...
Before long!
The grand procession arrived before the crimson-gold-skinned cultivator of another race.
Rumble!! With a tremendous surge, the Devil Race honor guard's nine-dragon carriages thundered to a halt!
Whoosh! From among the countless armored Devil Cultivators flew a short elder covered in horns, with silver hair and a grizzled beard. He wore blood-red armor patterned with countless skeletons, and his chicken-claw-like hand clutched something resembling a demon's skull. He flew before the crimson-gold-skinned Devil Cultivator, a flash of shock passing through his gray, clouded eyes. Bowing with utmost reverence, he rasped, "Greetings, Prince Modong! Welcome back to court, Your Highness!"
"Greetings, Prince Modong! Welcome back to court, Your Highness!" The other Devil Cultivators likewise knelt with utmost reverence and answered in unison. Their astonishing voices resounded through heaven and earth, echoing through the air and making every magic beast within thousands of miles tremble in terror...
Prince Modong?
This crimson-gold-skinned Devil Cultivator was none other than Prince Modong, whom Li Xiaoya had beaten into a headlong retreat in the Mystic Lake Star Realm all those years ago. When Prince Modong fled, Li Xiaoya had blasted apart the teleportation passage, sending him hurtling into a mysterious place filled with astonishing demonic qi. There, he had obtained an extraordinary opportunity. After several centuries of cultivation, his cultivation had now reached...
"Mm! You may all rise!" A rare trace of a smile crossed Prince Modong's face as he spoke in a deep voice brimming with authority.
"Thank you, Your Highness!" At his words, the demonic cultivators rose in unison, bowing respectfully once more as they thanked him.
"Your Highness! Have you