Revelation

Deep within the Marquis Manor, at the training grounds.

A middle-aged man nearly three meters tall stood bare-chested, his powerful muscles knotted like coiling dragons and his skin a bronze hue, throwing punch after punch.

His movements were not fast, yet every punch seemed to draw upon the thunder power of the entire training ground. Purple lightning coiled around his fists, blasting apart the air with muffled booms like thunder drums.

His face was resolute, its lines seeming carved by blade and axe. Between his brows lay an unyielding arrogance and suppressed fury. He was the Fourth Prince—Lei Zhan!

Not far behind him stood three people.

To the left was an elderly man in green robes, gentle-faced and surrounded by dense life aura. He leaned on an emerald-green vine staff entwined with fresh shoots—Venerable Qingmu.

On the right stood an old woman with a hunched back and a face full of wrinkles, though her eyes were as deep as ancient wells. She leaned on a black cane resembling a withered, twisted branch. At its tip was set a murky gray pearl, emitting strange power of withering and flourishing—Granny Kurong.

The remaining person was the old servant who had always followed Lei Zhan. He was also in the Chaos Realm, though he possessed only the strength of an ordinary Chaos Realm cultivator.

"Your Highness, not a single person has come to apply today." The old servant sighed. "Prince Lei Hao and Prince Lei Xuan have already formed an alliance. Their deterrence is simply too great. We..."

The expressions of both Venerable Qingmu and Granny Kurong darkened. The old servant had said it aloud without avoiding them in the slightest.

He clearly looked down on them!

The two of them seethed inwardly. This old servant was only acting arrogantly by relying on