"Come out."
Shen Ye spoke calmly.
There was no response.
Shen Ye gazed into the darkness and said,
"Destroyer of the myriad worlds, Master of the Weeping Demon Prison, Cursed Spirit King, the star that commands all souls to fall."
"If you're here to kill me, come out and speak; if it's something else, come over for a chat."
Darkness.
Silence.
Suddenly—
Crack!
The cellphone placed on the motorcycle shattered.
This time, it didn't just break, but was instantly consumed by fire into ashes.
Then a woman's voice followed:
"I really find your human technology annoying."
A gorgeous figure emerged from the shadows.
Yun Ni from Azure High School.
Or should I say—
The Master of Demon Prison.
"Fight? Or just talk?" Shen Ye asked.
A door appeared under his feet, ready to escape at any moment.
"Don't be so tense," Yun Ni stopped some distance away, standing at the edge of the darkness, looking at him with an appreciative gaze, "I'm just amazed, that's all."