In the summer, nearly three thousand years ago, a convergence of causes and conditions brought the five prodigies of the Mingjing Sect’s golden age together outside the sect for the first time.
They met in the dungeons of the Juer Tribe, one of the Chenli Hundred Tribes.
Gu Fei (the birth name of Chenyinzi) sat in meditation on a floor filthy with blood scabs, mire, rotting straw, and shards of human teeth and fingernails. With his eyes closed, he listened to the groans and wails of prisoners drifting in from the darkness. Amidst the sour, putrid stench of decaying flesh, his breathing remained steady, as rhythmic and precise as a machine. If not for the icy blue Xuanming spirit light flickering across his face, one might have mistaken him for a disciple in seclusion back at the sect.
Chapter 726