A hundred years is a long time, yet a flicker in the pan.
The cleansing passage of a century is enough to wash away most of the filth from the Sun and Moon Holy Dynasty, as the Taoist fortified the faltering realm with his iron and blood, fitting it with knees of iron.
This starry night, an unbidden guest arrived at the Divine Capital of the Demon Demon Divine Dynasty, a place the Human Race had never set foot in.
He hovered in the void, his might unimaginable.
"Yi Chunyang, do you truly wish to destroy us both? You should think twice, for there are a million Demon Guards in this Divine Capital of mine," spoke three Great Demons emerging from deep within the Divine Capital, their faces ashen and shocked at the unanticipated arrival of the Taoist.
