Demon Mountain, a place brimming with Spiritual Energy, was vibrant, thriving, and resplendent—truly the greatest Holy Land in the Divine Domain.
At that moment, Demon Mountain trembled, shocking the many Demon Kings. Without the Seven-Colored Demon Empress present, they began to panic.
Then, maniacal laughter echoed as a shroud fell over the sky. Once the sky was obscured, all the Martial Artists of the Demon Clan could not help but tremble and kneel.
"After so many years… For so long, I was left with only a wisp of my soul. This time, I finally won't have to spend my torturous existence in that dark, boundless void!
"From now on, this world will inevitably prostrate itself at my feet!"
She was the Undying Phoenix, mentor to the Seven-Colored Demon Empress. A wizened Old Lady, she was so frail that she trembled as she walked, yet her power was undeniably immense. Her strength was so great it inspired terror in all who felt it.
