The moment the door was pushed open, Ling Xiao instinctively stepped in front of Chu Qingshan, the Primordial energy surging through his meridians, ready to erupt at a moment's notice. Chu Qingshan forced herself to sit up straight, her right hand quietly resting on the hilt of the sword at her waist.
However, the person who walked in was not the ferocious Blood Prison fiend they had imagined, but a young man dressed in plain white robes. He looked to be in his late twenties, with handsome features and delicate, well-defined brows. Were it not for the fierce, blood-red scar at the corner of his eye, he would have looked entirely like a gentle scholar.
Most unexpected of all, this man emitted not a single trace of the bloody aura peculiar to the Blood Prison Sect; instead, he exuded a crisp, biting chill.
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