"Miao Yin, unveil all the cards today. Is he... is he ready?" Han Yan whispered.
Miao Yin lifted the teacup, forcing herself to calm her racing heart: "Many times in past journeys, facing dire situations, I've always wanted to ask if he was ready. Yet, the final results were always that he was prepared. I hope today..."
"Today's situation is unlike any other." Han Yan replied.
"Certainly, the situation differs from the past, but his way of handling things..."
Her gaze suddenly lifted, staring at a Heavenly Window in the sky...
"It's started!" Han Yan's three words fell.
A figure descended step by step from the Heavenly Window, and suddenly the entire world seemed to be shrouded in swirling demon clouds.
Demon Gate Master Black Mountain Demon Ancestor.
It seemed he was alone, but behind him, the demonic aura was unpredictable, as if he brought thousands of troops.
"Demon Ancestor!" Sikong Changhe gently raised his hand.
