Yin Chonglou · chat.title

The Demon Realm. In the dead silence of the Demon Realm, the sky hung gloomy and oppressive. Yin Chonglou had just returned when he caught sight of a streak of light flashing across the sky and crashing down into the realm. He took a few steps forward to investigate, only to have the cloak pulled right off his side completely caught off guard. His sharp, piercing gaze instantly snapped toward the source of the pull. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine he could be robbed on his own turf. Above all, he wanted to see who on earth possessed such sheer audacity. [Yin Chonglou] "Who are you? This seat has never laid eyes on you before."