Heart Demon World.
The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons seemed like doomsday had arrived, a radius of a thousand miles shrouded by a rancid blood mist.
The dense forest was toppled, the Spiritual Springs dried up, and the ground charred and cracked.
The once familiar disciples, stewards, and elders now lay sprawled on the ground, severed limbs scattered everywhere; their wide eyes were frozen with extreme fear, unwillingness, and the last trace of longing for life.
"Blooddew, Qin Chenfeng... True Monarch Lan Ling!"
Xu Ping's gaze swept over a few familiar faces now devoid of life, his heart sinking slightly.
Although he never considered himself a good person, so many had died because of his involvement, causing a hint of guilt to flash through his mind.
"The fall of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons today, the devastation of living beings, the severance of its legacy... all began because of you, Xu Ping!"
