BOOM! A clap of spring thunder exploded. Pale lightning danced wildly within the clouds.
Beyond the wind and rain, the world was enveloped in a deathly silence. A suffocating, lethal aura permeated the air.
Tu Cunshan strode slowly forward. Following closely behind him were the former Prime Minister, Zuo Chang, and a young man who appeared to be around thirty. The young man had a powerful build and a surging aura. His dazzling brilliance and divine majesty were enough to overwhelm the soul.
His already sharp eyes, like those of a leopard spotting its prey, grazed past Shen Shaotian before locking firmly onto Chen Yang. The corner of his mouth twitched, then curled into a smirk brimming with provocation.
