Stepping into the Lower Realm, the moment my feet touched the ground, I was enveloped by a desolate aura. Looking up, I found myself in a Cold Palace within the imperial palace. Here, barrenness and desolation spread unchecked, and the crumbling walls stood like silent witnesses, quietly recounting stories forgotten by time.
As my gaze slowly shifted, a young girl with a sallow complexion caught my eye. She was being bullied by several vicious palace servants. Her terrified and helpless expression was like a flower on the verge of withering, so fragile it tugged at the heartstrings.
"Please, stop hitting me..." the girl pleaded with a trembling voice, her tone full of despair.
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