On the vast snowy land, it was not only the cold wind that was howling, but also the roars of wild beasts in the distance.
He gently leaned down and said to the only boy with black pupils in this country: "I think it's all over, but this is obviously just the beginning."
The black-eyed boy raised the corners of his mouth slightly at him, his eyes full of sarcasm, "So, you, the king of the demon realm, can't solve it, right?"
He was stunned, then put his left hand on his right shoulder, bent down, and said to the boy, "I think so, please save the Demon Realm."
Another roar of a beast came from the distance, painful and shrill, with pain that penetrated the eardrums.
"Trash, a bunch of trash, the demons are already so weak." The boy said with a frown.
"It was my dereliction of duty. Please save the Demon Realm."
"Let's fend for ourselves. The Demon Realm and the Heaven Realm were already incompatible with each other seven years ago." After the boy said that, he walked towards the west end of the Snow Realm, his dark blue robe fluttering in the wind until he disappeared into the boundary between the Demon Realm and the Heaven Realm.
He stood in the wind and snow, looking into the distance with deep eyes, "Is it really impossible? Do you really want to watch the Demon Realm disappear in my hands little by little? You will regret it."
He turned around and followed the blood trail spread by the wild beast towards the depths of the forest.