「Southeast Asia.」
In a secluded temple deep within a forest.
"Control life and death? Strip away lifespan? How could Dragon Country's already fragmented Daoist culture possibly give birth to something like this?"
The speaker was bare-chested. His skin was as dark as ink, and his head was just as smooth and bald. Countless golden symbols adorned his body. Behind him stood a grotesque statue of an evil god, unsettling to behold. Around his cross-legged form were nearly a hundred bottles and jars.
All these containers were firmly sealed, their tops covered with paper talismans. From time to time, one of the jars would tremble strangely. But if the fluctuation of power grew too strong, the talismans would flash, and the disturbance would subside. The entire hall was filled with an eerie silence.
After a long moment, the figure in the hall finally moved. He slowly turned to the side and tore the seal off a jar next to him.
