In the Demon Realm, within the Soul-Devouring Forest, eerie and terrifying demonic Qi swirled.
This originally tranquil Ancestral Land suddenly roiled with shifting winds and roiling clouds. A black shadow shot into the high heavens, and with a spread of the wings on its back, it blotted out the sun and sky as if swallowing the heavens and earth.
The next moment, the calm and tranquil breeze seemed entirely like an illusion. Emperor Zangtian sensed the changes within himself, and a cold frown furrowed his brow.
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