"Orders, slaughter, and war..."
"At dusk, yin and yang divide; humans and evil spirits each walk their path..."
Hu Ma held the mace, seemingly frozen in place for a long time. The weight was such that even his body, despite having undergone Entering the Mansion and Shousui, could barely support it, yet he still felt the weight of the mace continuously increasing.
Before this moment, he did not know the origins of the mace, only that it was a token of the Hu Family. It wasn't until now, when he lifted it, that he felt the overwhelming murderous aura contained within it. Inside, there were even some of the oldest and most grandiose elements, pointing directly to the deepest secrets and logic of this world.
The cause and effect on this mace were far larger than he had imagined, even far beyond what a family like the Zhen Sui Hu Family, one of the Ten Surnames, should possess. Many things seemed impatient, vying to press down on his shoulders once he raised the mace.
