Under the clear sky, it seemed as if clouds of darkness were gathering again, appearing particularly glaring against the reflection of the blood-red ground.
Watching Hu Yi laughing like he was neurotic, Zi Qiu felt extremely frustrated. He thought to himself, "Are you okay, buddy? The armies of the Witch and Demon Clans are almost annihilated, and you still have the mood to laugh? Have you gone mad? Stupid?"
But no matter what Zi Qiu thought, Hu Yi did indeed laugh, and the laughter grew louder and louder.
Watching Hu Yi laughing manically, Li Xuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a sudden unease washed over him.
"The time is about right. Lord Marquis, do it now!" Hu Yi suddenly yelled towards the Imperial Palace.
"Jie jie…" A string of sharp, weird laughter echoed like thunder through Heaven and Earth: "After enduring in silence for many years, today is finally the time for us to return to our true forms!"
