The ancient temple stood amidst the mystical fog, appearing both eerie and serene.
Suddenly, a fierce wind stirred, scattering the yellow fog.
The Immortal Crane, flapping its wings, descended from the sky.
Elder Huayan also emerged from the mist, striding forward, flicking the floating dust in his hand, and stared solemnly at the plaque on the temple.
"Locust Demon Hall..."
The always amiable elder now had eyes full of evil energy, his face dark as he walked into the temple.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Zhang Kui, who had concealed his presence long ago, silently followed him in.
Inside the Locust Demon Hall, another scene unfolded.
The actual space was clearly much larger than the outside. It was a vast emptiness, with only towering bronze pillars faintly visible in the thick mist.
From afar in the mist, a sound vaguely came through, a hissing and crackling that no human could possibly make.
"What exactly does the master want us to find?"
"Just said it was a cage..."
