Golden Court Grassland, deepest reaches of the Vast Sea, Golden Xuan Department Royal Court.
The deepest part of the grand hall had originally been utterly silent.
Xuan Ming sat cross-legged atop a Cold Jade Bed, golden light flowing around his body.
The surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi surged endlessly into his body like all rivers returning to the sea.
Suddenly, deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the Essence Blood mark linked to Xuan Chi's life shattered without warning!
"Bastard!"
A furious roar exploded through the stone chamber like startling thunder on level ground!
The entire stone chamber hummed and trembled. Outside, the Golden Xuan Department elites standing guard felt an incomparably terrifying pressure descend upon them like a mountain. Their legs went weak, and they all dropped to their knees in unison, not daring to raise their heads. Cold sweat soaked their bodies.
This was the supreme pressure of a Ninth-Turn Grandmaster!
Across the vast territory of Golden Court, there were only two Ninth-Turn Grandmasters. Aside from the one from the Tongyuan Tribe, there was Xuan Ming of the Golden Xuan Department.
The Golden Xuan Department had remained firmly at the head of the Golden Court Eight Tribes because of this Ninth-Turn Titan, Xuan Ming, holding the fort.
Xuan Ming had always been known for his deep and unfathomable scheming.
Yet at this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, killing intent churning in their depths.
His True Origin had nearly condensed into substance, pressing the surrounding air into something thick and muddy.
"Great Lord!"
The stone door to the stone chamber was pushed open, and Wu Tuo, Xuan Ming's trusted subordinate, hurried inside.
He bowed with his head lowered, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
He had followed Xuan Ming for decades, yet had never seen this Great Lord