Night fell over the Alliance camp after the fierce clash with the Shadow Guard, blanketing the air in tension and exhaustion. Lin Chen sat alone inside his tent, the candlelight flickering gently in the breeze and casting its glow upon the mysterious Heavenly Spirit Bead in his hand. His gaze was deep and complex, his thoughts surging like a tide as they carried him back to the agonizing memories of hatred and bitterness before his rebirth.
Once, Lin Chen had been a dazzling new star in the martial path. Gifted with extraordinary talent, he had risen to prominence at a young age, and his future had seemed brilliantly bright. Yet it was precisely the existence of the Heavenly Spirit Bead that had provoked the boundless jealousy and greed of Wang Hao. Wang Hao was a crooked and despicable villain who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. Coveting the immense power of the Heavenly Spirit Bead, he had schemed deliberately to make it his own.
On a moonless night, as Lin Chen was quietly cultivating in the mountains as usual, attempting to break through his martial bottleneck, the surroundings were silent save for the rustling of the breeze through the leaves. Suddenly, without warning, a swarm of Black Shadow figures emerged from all directions, moving as swiftly as ghosts. Each of them possessed formidable martial arts and struck with ruthless, lethal intent in every move. Lin Chen instantly turned alert, instinctively rising to fight back. But alas, the enemies were nume…
Chapter 43