Having said that, Su Yu bid farewell to those few Demon race members and departed, flapping his wings. As he flew, he pondered the intelligence he had just gathered in his mind. With a war between the Demon race and the Wu Clan impending, coupled with a mysterious secret weapon, the situation was becoming increasingly complex. It seemed he needed to devise a plan as soon as possible to make good use of this opportunity—not only to avenge himself, but also to secure a favorable position for the Human Race amidst this turbulent and shifting landscape.
At that moment, a massive dark cloud drifted across the starry sky, completely obscuring several stars as if foreshadowing an approaching tempest.
Su Yu gazed at the ink-black cloud, thinking to himself: "Since you Demon race members want to stir up trouble, I will make some trouble for you first. I can't let you prepare for battle in comfort." A flash of cunning light crossed his eyes, and he grinned, revealing a row of sharp teeth that gleamed with a chilling coldness under the starlight. He muttered to himself: "Hehe, let you taste the might of this 'new Demon race' of mine."
Chapter 40