Before the Demon Imperial Tombs opened up, the situation in the Demon Capital had already experienced many changes.
Even the weaker and less intelligent demon beasts instinctively felt some kind of oppressive aura, as if a storm was coming and it was a terrifying precursor to a torrential flood.
It seemed that more major events had happened in the past half a month than in the past 10 years combined!
Even the most stupid fellows could already smell something unusual.
"Three days will pass quickly."
In an ancient-looking tower, the old pangolin chuckled, his gaze as deep as if he was staring at an invisible great being in the void, "When Jiao Qingtu's obsession dissipates, that kid named 'Jiao Jiao' will be useless. I'll find a chance to get rid of him, and then I'll be free of worries."
Kaboom—
The sky in the distance suddenly exploded.