The hall was deathly silent, with hundreds of monstrous corpses sprawled haphazardly on the ground.
The five adopted children of the supernatural entity Gu Huo Bird had initially believed the disciple from Yin Sword Mountain was behind this massacre. Yet, turning to look back, they saw Gu Huo Bird's figure engulfed in dense and heavy mist.
Thick, black feathers drifted upward on their own, and within the mist, her expression was profoundly inscrutable.
"Mother... what are you doing?" the spider demon couldn't help but ask.
Gu Huo Bird cast a sidelong glance at it, her voice slow and deliberate: "I've waited long enough for this day."
The gathered demons all felt a chill ripple through them. Though it was not uncommon for demons to devour one another, the haunting spectacle of a banquet of guests, just moments ago sharing drinks, now lying dead on the floor was disturbing beyond measure.
"Mother... I don't understand..."
