At that moment, the entire Right Stronghold braced itself as though facing a formidable enemy.
The Wolf King, Bai Ling, and the Lords of Yin Palace all stared in horror at the still-expanding spatial gateway, their expressions wavering with shock and uncertainty.
Especially when countless Azure Fire Heavens projected over first, accompanied by almost tangible pressure, the chill in their hearts surged uncontrollably until they could barely breathe.
Too powerful. Simply too powerful!
Although most of those present stood in the Yao King or Great Yao King Realm, they still felt like ants before the approaching figure.
The next second!
Roar!
A tremendous dragon's roar resounded through the clouds.
Bolt after bolt of lightning descended with azure fire, spreading across the sky above the Right Stronghold. With the stronghold at its center, the Azure Fire Heaven of the Thirty-Three Heavens rapidly enveloped a hundred-li radius, sealing everything off and leaving no escape.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to turn scarlet and Qing.
"Wh... what's happening?"
"Th-this... could a Great Yao King be descending? What a calamity! Quick, hide!"
"No, that's wrong! It's stronger than a Great Yao King!"
"How could that be? Could it actually be a Yao Emperor?"
Throughout the Right Stronghold's Inner Ring and Outer Ring, countless members of the Demon Race fell to their knees, utterly scared out of their wits.
Not only that, but throughout the Black Mountain Range's ten-thousand-li territory-the Black Mountain Demon Stockade, the small mountain stockades, and elsewhere-all beings, sentient and insentient, turned their attention toward the Right Stronghold.
Schadenfreude, terror, dread-their feelings varied.
But even more of them felt profound curiosity toward the unknown powerhouse on the other side of the spatial gateway, whose presence blotted out the sky and sun.
This was a powerful member of the Demon Race