The battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
Somehow, both humans and demons had stopped fighting.
Wu Xiaode also felt an inexplicable emotion welling up within him.
— It was as if something unprecedented and unseeable by all living beings was about to happen.
He felt his soul beginning to tremble, so much so that he didn't want to do anything but stand still and witness what was going to happen with his own eyes.
"Why... do I have this feeling?"
Wu Xiaode struggled to control his legs, taking steps back one at a time.
The great demons stood there, circling around and looking down at the City Lord's corpse on the ground.
No one knew what would happen next.
Suddenly, Wu Xiaode had a notion.
"jpg."
He whispered to himself.
In an instant, lines of ice crystal characters emerged on the City Lord's corpse:
"Ancient Era, year 479, November 13th, 3:29 PM."
"The current demon's attempt to usurp a human identity has failed."
