Three days passed in a breath.
At the break of dawn, the sky above Miasma Ridge bled a sickly shade of twilight violet. A colossal vortex of dark Qi churned overhead, tearing open the ancient spatial seal that had kept the Abyssal Sovereign’s Tomb hidden beneath the earth for ten thousand years.
At the edge of the ridge, four distinct forces stood in quiet tension.
To the east, wrapped in pristine golden robes, stood the formidable host of the Sun-Veil Sect. At their head was Grand Elder Sun-Piercer—a tall, imposing man whose hair shone like spun silver. His breathing alone caused the ambient air to ripple with unbearable heat, radiating the terrifying aura of a half-step Nascent Soul powerhouse.
To the west gathered the dark coalition: Sovereign Iron-Hide’s heavy armors, Ghost-Blade’s hidden assassins, and Scarlet-Weaver’s silk-bound enchantresses.
And at the very center of the dark vanguard walked Li Chen, his hands folded neatly within his obsidian silk sleeves, with Xiao Feng following a half-step behind.
— Look at those dark rats, gathering like flies on rot, — Grand Elder Sun-Piercer’s voice echoed across the canyon, resounding with sacred resonance that made the ground tremble. — You dare attempt to enter the Sovereign’s domain in our presence?
Scarlet-Weaver stepped forward, a faint, mocking smile gracing her lips beneath her veil.
Sun-Piercer’s cold eyes swept over the dark coalition, finally landing upon Li Chen. The old man’s pupils contracted into tiny slits as he felt the faint, lingering aura of Elder Zhao’s shattered essence clinging to Li Chen’s clothing.
— So... you are the rogue who refined Zhao and his squad, — Sun-Piercer’s tone dropped to a frigid, murderous whisper. — A mere brat at the initial stage of Core Formation. To think you have the audacity to stand before me.
Li Chen looked up, his scarlet-violet eyes meeting the Grand Elder’s oppressive glare without a flicker of hesitation.
— Elder Zhao spoke with the same arrogance before his core was shattered into dust, — Li Chen said softly, his voice carrying clearly over the howling wind. — If you wish to join him, step forward.
BOOM!
Before Sun-Piercer could strike, the spatial vortex in the sky let out an earth-shattering roar. A beam of pitch-black light shot upward from the depths of the canyon, shattering the cliffside and forcing both factions back. The source of this chapter is NovelPing.
The spatial barrier of the Abyssal Sovereign’s Tomb had officially collapsed.
— Enter! — Sun-Piercer bellowed, waving his golden sleeve. — Kill every demonic practitioner on sight!
— Move! — Iron-Hide roared in response, leading his corps into the black light.
Li Chen turned his glance to Xiao Feng.
— Hold the spatial talisman tightly, — Li Chen commanded quietly. — Once inside, the path belongs only to those who embrace the dark.
Without another word, Li Chen stepped off the cliffside, plunging directly into the devouring abyss below.