On a shelf of honorary achievements, suspended by golden chains in a vast, luxurious room, Ni Ni Layan sat high above. She was perched on that very shelf in a meditative pose, holding a cup of tea in one hand.
Her eyes were closed in a state of solemn dignity.
In her other hand, a chain of fire extended, reaching down to the neck of a man sitting like a statue, trembling slightly. His eyes bore the marks of swelling and bruises.
His clothes, which were supposed to be Earth-grade—among the most precious of possessions—were scorched.
The burnt fabric revealed the seared skin on his slightly sunken chest, while his back bore a linear burn, as if he had been lashed with a whip of molten volcanic lava.
The Elder of the Xuan family...
Elder Wen Yuan. A man whose power reached immense heights across the entire Jian Province—the Peak of the Golden Core Realm.
With his Earth-grade artifacts and talismans, his total combat power was a mere half-step away from the Nascent Soul Realm.
