The Imperial Palace of the Demon Realm, already under new ownership, where a king of the Foreign Races stood at the pinnacle of the palace with his hands behind his back.
Above in the sky, a blood-red moon hung high, casting a long, long shadow of the king, revealing his frivolous and solitary arrogance.
"To look far ahead from a high place indeed has a special flavor. From now on, everything as far as the eye can see will be under my control!"
The king muttered to himself with grandeur and confidence, as if the entire Demon Realm was already in the palm of his hand, reduced to mere possession.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared suddenly, falling to one knee, anxiously reporting, "My King, battle reports from the front have arrived. Tu Tian and Chen Emperor have tracked down the Princess, but after a fierce battle, our forces were annihilated, and the Princess and the others have gone missing again!"
