Long chapter.
In the Demon Court, the Golden Palace hangs high, and the Jade Towers stretch endlessly, rising and falling, like a galaxy reflecting in the Nine Heavens. Golden Lotuses emerge spontaneously in the void, Tao Rhythms fall like rain, the earth surges with sweet springs, and auspicious energy rises.
In a Demon Palace, Zhou Tian, who is two and a half heads taller than an average person, finished his practice and exhaled a demonic mist, the turbid air surged out of the hall, and a fierce gust of wind stirred, sounding like thunder.
A moment later, after he finished reading a letter, he couldn't help but frown.
"Second brother Taiyi, constantly studying historical materials, always focusing on certain deadly forbidden grounds, continually exploring, what exactly is he trying to do?" Zhou Tian was puzzled.
