City of the Dead Futu, Crossroads Corner.
Ba Zunan's voice spread across the Five Domains. Even with the City of the Dead Futu's rules restricting it, the power of a Saint Emperor shattered the prohibitions and carried his voice to the ears of every villain across this blood-soaked land.
Countless sounds of revelry drifted through the blood-reeking Crossroads long street.
Most of those driven into this lawless place had been left with nowhere to go. Naturally, they were delighted to see the continent descend into turmoil and the Five Domains swept up in a bloody storm.
If this could make Ai Cangsheng stop watching the City of the Dead Futu and turn his attention elsewhere—
Then they would have a sliver more chance to break through this place's restrictions and return to the Holy Spirit Continent. What was there not to celebrate?
East Street.
Inside the black underground coliseum, villains fought with blazing fervor.
Outside the corridor, a woman with a graceful, curvaceous figure hurried past.
She wore light makeup, her face exquisitely adorned. Her eyes seemed to hold water, ripples of light flowing within them. A sheer, strapless garment was all that covered her body, leaving her shoulders bare and offering fleeting glimpses of springtime allure.
Wherever she passed, waves of fragrant breeze lingered behind her. Every frown and smile carried the unique seductive charm of a mature woman.
In this coliseum thick with masculine vigor, such a peerless beauty could not help drawing countless glances, even if she was merely passing outside the corridor.
"Aunt Xiang?"
"Why is she here? She rarely comes to the East Street Coliseum, doesn't she? Did something happen for her to come? She should... be looking for Brother Shen Yi, right?"
"I heard that voice from the Eighth Sword Immortal came from outside