"Could it really be a Sacred Demon?"
Upon hearing the warning from the Haotian Ancestor, Yinyue Lan did not hesitate for a second. He immediately activated the Silver Mountain Metropolis, maneuvering it to close in on the Creation Palace. An Jing looked up at the firmament. "Fuxie, can you sense it?"
"For that briefest of moments, I certainly felt it. The Haotian Mirror does not lie."
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