The Cloud Sea Pavilion was suspended high in the clouds, its nine-layered barrier isolating the inside and outside into two entirely separate worlds. When Jiang Feng stepped into the pavilion, blood-red patterns suddenly emerged beneath his white jade tiles—the unique seals of the Blood Qilin clan, with every step feeling as though he were treading upon his mother's veins.
Jiang Yuntian stood with his back to him, the golden-threaded Qilin on his dark robe shimmering coldly in the moonlight. His fingertips brushed against the edge of the ice coffin, where Chu Hanyue's sleeping face flickered indistinctly amidst the freezing mist, and wisps of black qi were seeping from the Ice Phoenix pattern on her chest.
"You realized something was wrong earlier than I expected," Jiang Yuntian's voice seemed to come from an abyss, carrying a metallic, echoing resonance. "But not early enough."
Chapter 667