Compared to the wails echoing across the North Sea Giant Demon territory, Ling Xiao Palace presented an entirely different scene.
"It's over, it's over! Now the Demon Race's fortune is completely gone—the Heavenly Court is finished!" Shang Yang muttered incessantly, his eyes devoid of life.
"No! Something's wrong! The Demon Race's fortune has risen!"
Bai Ze's excited voice snapped everyone out of their despair over the Heavenly Court's impending destruction.
Everyone looked up and saw that the Demon Race's fortune above Ling Xiao Palace had not declined because of Kunpeng and the others' departure. Instead, it was showing signs of reverse growth.
"Let me see, let me see." Shang Yang excitedly pushed through the crowd and took a look, then rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Hic~~~~" He was so excited that his whole body twitched and he fell backward. Fortunately, Ying Zhao reacted quickly and caught him.
"How strange. Why has this fortune not only failed to fall, but even risen a tiny bit?" Shang Yang could no longer care about anything else. He pushed Ying Zhao's hand away and began deducing.
"Hahahahaha! I understand! I understand now! The Demon Emperor is wise indeed! This old servant is in awe." Shang Yang burst into laughter, then looked toward Tai Yi on the throne and bowed deeply, his eyes filled with indescribable reverence.
What are you in awe of? Can you just say it outright?! Tai Yi thought. He did not know why the Demon Race's fortune had risen either.
"Demon Emperor, we are truly dull-witted. Please enlighten us," Ying Zhao, Ci Tie, and the others said as they bowed.
They had originally resented Tai Yi for driving Kunpeng and the others away. Who would have thought there was an even deeper meaning behind it? Their regard for Tai Yi rose