Whimpers as if emerging from the Nine Nether Purgatory reverberated throughout the entire scope of the Divine Demon Tomb, with fog gradually rising, and ferocious growls and roars of beasts echoing from a distance.
Qiongqi Heavenly Void stood atop the palace, roaring furiously at the sky. Terrifying air waves dispersed the fog midair, only for it to gather once again.
Such a chilling aura was not something that could be easily ignored by those of high realm.
Scale Woman and Sky Woman almost subconsciously looked towards the palace in midair, their gazes met, they snorted coldly, forcibly suppressing the turmoil inside their hearts, and closed their eyes again.
Yang Zhen was unaware of the events occurring outside; he was currently in a strange state.
It seemed as if someone was watching him, yet no matter how he tried to sense, he couldn't detect this person's existence.
