Beneath the bright moonlight, the scorched earth appeared exceptionally desolate. A night breeze swept past, causing that expanse of silver-white to tremble faintly. Ye Fan’s fingers rested gently on the Jiuxiao Huanpei at his waist, the warm jade sending its mild temperature through his clothing and into his skin.
He gazed into the swirling darkness in Mo Liusu’s eyes, and the piercing pain at the back of his neck from the ambush of the past resurfaced—back then, he had clearly seen a dark-colored figure flash by, and the jade pendant hanging at that person’s waist bore a startling resemblance in pattern to the Starfall Jade in the hand of the man before him. "Why did the Nether Palace turn toward depravity?" His voice was like a sword steeped in the water of a cold abyss, calm on the surface yet concealing a sharp edge within.
Mo Liusu’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, his knuckles turning pale and white as he gripped the Starfall Jade tightly in his palm. "Thirty years ago, the Nether Palace was a righteous major sect capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the Cangwu Sword Sect and the Wandu Pavilion," he said. "The former Palace Master was well-versed in the 'Ninefold Nether Heavens', able to guide the yin qi of heaven and earth to temper the divine soul..." At this point, he paused abruptly, his gaze sweeping past the silk handkerchief gripped tightly in Su Qingxue's hand. "Until that year when Hanmei Pavilion suffered an attack, and the Palace Master led twenty c…
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