The storm gradually abated, and the flowing fire within the earth veins slowly dried the dampness on the ground.
The sound of rain gradually ceased, and a clear light faintly penetrated the sky, pushing back the cool clouds.
The last drops on the eaves' branches, reflecting the moonlight, seemed like a thousand points of luminous light.
After a bleak rain in You City, one would not have expected to witness such a serene and beautiful scene in the Demon World.
Outside the Time Platform, all members of the Demon Clan were fixated on the young man seated at the head of the Mo River.
The violent rain had washed over the old city of Mo City, but was the unchanging sky above this city finally about to change?
The Demon Lord had already left the scene. Not only had Mi Lu failed to obtain the power of the Six Rivers he craved, but he had also transformed, pulling Shu Ci down from the Divine Altar to replace him.
