The sudden change plunged the scene into an eerie silence, with the atmosphere awkward and heavy to an extreme.
The elderly demon, who had just spoken, shakily pointed at the embracing pair, his face expressing terrified incomprehension, "You... you..."
Unable to articulate anything further after a long while, his face flushed red with a hint of frightened unease as he stealthily studied the Female Demon Lord's expression.
The Female Demon Lord's eyes flickered dangerously, both gloomy and shimmering.
Silently, she watched the Heart Demon, shrouded by a somber atmosphere from the intensely suspended blood clouds, making the skies appear unusually dark. She sat atop the high Time Platform, enveloped in this melancholic mood.
After a long pause, a grim smile slowly appeared on her face as she coldly rolled the words over her lips, "Yun Rong?"
