Only within these ruins, a person clad in official robes slowly emerged, only their hair disheveled and their appearance seemingly unkempt.
Those who can ascend to the Upper Realm, aside from Golden Core, need not be considered any further.
Such existences, if they show disarray... it indicates their inner turmoil, reflected outwards.
"Demonic Path, huh..." Song Yin inquired.
"In your eyes perhaps, but The Mortal Realm is our ancestral land. Yet, you've brought calamity to it, even severed its connection to the Imperial Court. I've lost a realm, and soon I will execute justice."
The official spoke, "I've been waiting for you, before death takes me, I want to see, who you really are!"
Having said that, from where Song Yin stood, several auras suddenly dispersed, touching down and transforming into several colossal beings.
