In the Seventh Heaven's central region, stands a grand world, exuding an ancient, wild, and terrifying aura, suppressing the vast starfield.
Beyond the world's sky, green-black devil winds rage, like countless blades sweeping through, with extreme sharpness, tearing the heavens, shattering the universe, and destroying space and time.
One after another, Demon Rocs shuttle through the fierce wind, their wings spread up to ten thousand miles wide, like mountains standing tall in the sky.
They ride the devil wind, moving extremely fast, like streaks of lightning across the sky.
This world is named Fuyao Sky.
At the world's center.
At the pinnacle of a towering mountain.
"The Qin Dynasty, our clan leader is ready!"
"If you dare to come, be prepared for a path of no return!"
The Demon Peng Clan Leader stands at the mountain peak, dressed in a blue robe, with wings on his back, expressionlessly gazing into the distance, and coldly speaks.
