The eerie laughter lingered in the air, echoing through the vast, dim cavern. A faint scarlet light pierced the darkness, slowly revealing the silhouette of a tall, commanding figure. His hair, the color of fresh blood, flared like fire, while his skin, pale as moonlight, stood out sharply against the shadows. But it was his eyes that caught the most attention—demonically captivating, with a gaze so intense it seemed to pull in anyone foolish enough to meet it.
This man was Long Tianlu.
The Demon Race was a vast, chaotic horde, split into countless branches. Some of its members were twisted into grotesque, monstrous forms, while others had an unsettling resemblance to humans.
Long Tianlu was one of the latter.
"Hehehe!" Long Tianlu's savage laughter echoed through the cavern once more, the sound bouncing off the walls like a dark symphony. The scarlet aura around him flared, growing brighter and more menacing, until the entire chamber was bathed in its ominous glow.
