Only in the sky, it seemed as if something special had dissipated, filling the ancestral land of the Peacock Demon Clan with an indescribable sorrow.
The princess held the lifeless body of the Peacock Demon King in a daze as she descended from the sky, with Su Qin following close by.
As they fell to the ground, the elites of the Peacock Demon Clan instantly understood what had happened.
"My King..." Lamentations erupted instantaneously in front of the entire castle, countless cries of mourning for this fallen Demon King.
Pretty Girl stared blankly at her father lying in the princess's arms, feeling dazed all over.
From childhood, she had always felt a distance from her father. He had many children, and due to her mother's status, she was constantly ostracized and viewed with hostility. Other than teaching her cultivation, her father seemed indifferent to her struggles, letting her fend for herself. Only from her mother did she feel love.