In Tianwu City, located in the Southern Wilderness of the Honghuang Continent, winds and clouds surged as a storm that would soon sweep across the entire city quietly brewed. The ancient city boasted towering walls inscribed with mysterious, archaic runes.
"Hmph, have you lost your mind? The strongest member of the Du Family is merely in the Spirit Transformation Realm. A single powerhouse in the Void Flight Realm could easily flatten them like autumn leaves sweeping away fallen branches—let alone the fact that three Void Flight Realm powerhouses are attacking now!" Inside an antique restaurant, a man dressed in a black robe narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of disdain. His black robe was embroidered with eerie flame patterns, which looked like nether-flames from the abyss of hell, flickering and dancing in the dark while emitting an evil, alluring aura, accompanied by the faint sound of souls weeping from within the flames. Though his voice was not loud, it was clearly audible in the slightly bustling environment, like a sharp arrow instantly piercing through the surrounding clamor. At his waist hung a black wine gourd, its surface covered in complex binding runes. Every time he breathed, the runes would flicker faintly, seemingly sealing some formidable power.
"Does that mean the Du Family is truly finished?" A thin-faced man nearby furrowed his brows slightly, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes, but even more worry regarding the impending upheaval. His fingers…
Chapter 103