Within the prosperous capital of the Luyu Ancient Kingdom, the Divine Martial Prince's Estate stood tall like an unshakeable, towering giant, proudly commanding the realm. Surrounding the estate, ancient city walls coiled like a slumbering dragon, acting as loyal and unwavering guardians of this majestic and sacred sanctuary. Sunlight fell like golden threads, casting a dreamlike golden halo over the ramparts. A mingled aura of solemnity and mystery surged forth like an invisible wave, striking awe into all who beheld it.
The heir of the Divine Martial Prince possessed a slender yet somewhat frail figure, resembling a green bamboo swaying in the wind. He walked with leisurely steps as he emerged slowly from behind dazzling, ornate curtains. Behind the canopy, the lifeless bodies of several women lay sprawled across the floor. Like puppets drained of their souls, their hollow eyes stared blankly upward. The surrounding silence was akin to a realm of death, permeated by an immensely eerie atmosphere. The stench of death hung like a heavy fog, refusing to disperse. The air inside the estate felt as though it had been weighted with lead, exceptionally oppressive, rendering even the gentle passing breeze unable to clear away the clinging, heavy gloom.
A flash of greed darted like lightning across the heir's delicate, effeminate face. He muttered to himself inwardly: "Hmph, the Yin-Yang fusion technique imparted by my master is truly marvelous. A single night of cultivation match…
Chapter 19