Phoenix Royal City was a picture of absolute harmony.
Lu Bei paused and looked into the distance, golden flames dancing in his eyes. He saw ten thousand rays of auspicious light and a thousand ribbons of colored mist; there was not a shred of demonic aura about it, making the place look entirely like a celestial grotto-heaven.
The aesthetic was far too abrupt, lacking any semblance of the Ten Thousand Demons Nation.
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