Dark clouds drifted across the orange-red horizon. A sudden sunshower fell over the mountains, casting hazy shadows through the trees as a rainbow arched overhead.
Shi Moran stood in the rain, letting it soak his hair and wet his cheeks, trickling down his jawline and into the collar of his robes.
Without looking back, he issued a cold command: "Everyone, enter the Netherworld Demonic Realm to cultivate."
Chapter 580