The swirling vortex of the spatial tunnel spat them out into the inky void. Before them, the ominous crimson glow of Mo Yu's Star pulsed, a foreboding beacon of their enemy's lair.
The combined forces of the Heavenly Jade Pavilion and the Angel Race surged forward, their celestial energy forming a shimmering shield against the oppressive aura emanating from the devilish planet.
A formidable figure materialized before them. A hulking demon, his horns gleaming like obsidian daggers, held his fist aloft, his booming voice echoing through the void.
"Celestial Maiden Yuqing," he declared, General Mo Ku of the Devil Race, "turn back while you still can. Let peace prevail. This needless bloodshed serves no purpose."