The Proud Devil's Concubine

Red clouds fill the sky, and the morning glow is like fire. In Dongling Kingdom, on the high city tower, an old man in white stands facing the wind, quietly gazing at the red clouds in the sky, his whole body filled with solemnity. After a long time, he suddenly raised his hand and spun it rapidly in the air in front of him. There seemed to be faint writing flashing between his fingers. But for a moment, the gesture suddenly stopped and he swung it backwards, and a golden light immediately flew out from under his hand and headed straight for the distant palace. The golden light drifted away among the clouds in the sky, and a line of handwriting with flying dragons and phoenixes was looming. "Report..." A hurried alarm was faintly heard in the howling wind, and the soldiers in armor hurriedly passed through the palace gate...