Clusters of black fire gathered around the Celestial Demon True Form, making it look like a world-ending fiend.
A trace of confusion flickered in its blood-red eyes, followed by endless rage, cruelty, and tyranny.
To be sealed for thousands of years in utter darkness had been an unimaginable torture for him.
His gaze immediately fell upon the phantoms of other Demon Generals nearby and the seven rapidly collapsing Seven Emotions Puppets.
"You are the ones who freed me?"
The dark figure asked, its voice vibrating through the magnetic field.
"That is correct, Wei He, Erosion Black Fire, Divine General under the Primordial Ancestor 'Rainbow'."
"Several thousand years have passed. Our clan is now launching another grand plan. Once you have recovered some of your strength, come and see me."
"For now, this is your stage. Enjoy yourself to your heart's content."
