He has now fallen to become a corpse demon, a fate deeply tied to Arao.
Arao's body trembled slightly. After a long pause, she bit her pale lower lip and gazed coldly at Yun Rong, her killing intent slowly rising.
Baili An sensed trouble, thinking that this stance between the Demon Lord and Yun Rong, as irreconcilable as fire and water, truly rivaled that of Su Jing and Yin Baishuang.
Regardless of right or wrong, the two who usually appeared so rational would, once they clashed, disregard their current situation entirely.
Baili An was about to speak to ease the atmosphere...
Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred!
Underfoot, the normally placid muscle veins began to writhe uneasily, and the enchanting demons encased within started to open their eyes one after another, followed by the sound of a shattering mirror echoing around.
