Si Lingle and Jin You trudged through the charred wasteland of the Demon Realm. Sulfurous smoke seeped from the cracked earth beneath their feet, and the air was thick with the sickly sweet scent of rotting flesh.
In the distance, a blood-red mountain range suddenly trembled, and countless dark red beast eyes lit up like stars. They belonged to a pack of bone-winged demon wolves, their spines protruding with serrated bone blades, drool dripping from their fangs, corroding the black rocks of the ground.
The Blue Spirit Key at Jin You's waist trembled violently, her face changed dramatically: "Something's wrong... these beasts are being controlled!"
Before her words had finished, the beast horde surged forward like a tide, the leading demon wolves lunging at Si Lingle, the shrieking sound of bone blades tearing through the air almost piercing her eardrums.
