Donghuang Diyuan

Donghuang Diyuan glanced at Ye Futian, then raised her head as she soared upward, heading higher into the sky.

This was not the Donghuang Imperial Palace, and she would not want to destroy any of it unnecessarily.

Ye Futian saw the movements of Donghuang's Diyuan, so he, too, followed her higher into the sky.

The two continued going up until they came to the area just below the Devil Abyss. Above the firmament, a pitch-black dark aura of destruction circulated. But under that ominous dark clouds, there were two figures surrounded by dazzling divine light.

Buzz! A blazing wild wind blew, and Donghuang Diyuan seemed to bathe in the shadow of a divine phoenix. The divine phoenix was akin to the Demon Monarch in the days of yore, incomparably noble. Even the divine wings that appeared behind Donghuang Diyuan were covered in brilliant golden feathers, shining with the dazzling brilliance of divine glory.