In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed at the Peng Demon Cliff in the eastern part of the Great Wilderness Demon Court.
On the golden plaza atop the cliff, shrouded in mist and filled with the thick presence of demon essence, all the high-ranking members of the Golden-winged Roc Race have gathered.
Demon Kings clad in red gold armor stand on either side, while the Elders holding bone staffs are seated on jade chairs at the center of the plaza, their eyes focused on the two figures at the core of the plaza: the Peng Demon Emperor and the Peacock Emperor.
The Peng Demon Emperor, dressed in a golden Peng robe, bears a faintly glowing golden Peng bird mark on his forehead and exudes the majesty of a Tier Four Demon Emperor, though today, his usual stern demeanor is softened by anticipation in his eyes.
