The stone cavern was vast, clearly dug out by hand. Dense patterns were carved into the stone walls, and from those runes seeped an ancient, dark power.
At the center of the cavern stood a sculpture dozens of meters tall. Hundreds of Beastmen in black robes knelt devoutly around it, chanting obscure, unintelligible incantations. Wisps of black qi rose from their bodies as a black Array surfaced on the ground, like some kind of evil summoning ritual.
"Boom!"
An overwhelming, terrifying surge of energy instantly blasted open the stone gate. Layer upon layer of seals shattered like paper, and the Beastmen guarding outside were all sent flying to the ground.
Amid the billowing dust, a lean, tall figure slowly walked out.
The man's long silver hair flowed like a vast snowfall. His face was handsome and ice‑cold, his purple phoenix eyes carrying the chill of a glacier. As he looked at the believers hiding in the cavern, it was as if he were looking at corpses.
