Forefather Shadowless suddenly moved his palm. Peculiar currents of air appeared before him, hiding indistinct runes within. This was the shadow demons’ unique method of communication.

A smile very quickly crept over his face.

“If all goes smoothly, my friends, we can leave and attack the ten sacred lands tonight.” Shadowless’ eyes sparkled with killing intent.

Bluefalcon was pleased. “What makes you say that?”

Silveredge sharply scrutinized Shadowless, intent on knowing the specifics as well.

“My agents have infiltrated the human domain and learned of what’s going...