A half-day later, the sky suddenly echoed with a piercing sound of air being torn, as if something sharp had sliced through the tranquility.
Soon after, a silver-white flying car sped through, like a flash of lightning streaking across the sky, finally coming to a steady halt on the open ground near the Silver Tower, under the gaze of everyone.
The door of the flying car slowly opened, revealing Sima Changqin accompanied by three figures of the Black Demons in everyone's sight.
His gaze swept through the crowd in front of the tower, and when it landed on Yuan Ming, his pupils involuntarily contracted slightly, as if he had captured something that surprised him.
But he quickly moved his gaze away, focusing on Wu Yu.
"Ten Thousand Demon Empress, our previous encounter left us evenly matched. Regarding the Xihe Palace matter, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Sima Changqin slowly spoke, his voice seemingly suppressing anger, with each word carrying immense weight.
