In front of him, a bizarre swollen, tarry humanoid with a smile as deep as an abyss, while beside it, a beautiful woman with snow-white skin, scales, barely clothed, hiding her form with a pair of wings, watched expressionlessly, her light golden eyes curiously observing.
In the cold woman's arms, an ice-blue small dragon stared indifferently at An Jing, or rather, at the Broken Sword Fu Xie manifested in An Jing's hand.
Decay, Jiexin, Bitter Silence. The three Great Heavenly Demons most entangled with An Jing had manifested here, facing An Jing in this Heavenly Demon space.
[Lord of Heavenly Destiny]
As one of the rare Heavenly Demons with human-like thoughts and often merging with humans, Decay spoke with a laugh about An Jing's Heavenly Destiny identity, with a cheerful, genderless voice echoing from its abyssal mouth: [We originally wanted to contact you at Mingguang Peak, but who could've known you eradicated so many Demon People, not giving us a chance to meet you].
