Bathed in moonlight, Zhang Lexuan's voice slowly carried across the entire imperial palace.
There were no roars, no shouts, just one calm word after another.
Yet moonlight wrapped around her words as they drifted down from the top of the tower, settling on the blue-brick ground and glazed tiles, and pressing heavily on every heart.
The palace gates fell utterly silent in an instant.
The hands of the Imperial Guards gripping their weapons began to tremble uncontrollably. The soldiers who had planned to defend the city to the death were now utterly bewildered.
Most of those present had heard this name.
Thirty years ago, she had been the only daughter of Heaven Dou's foremost Titled Douluo, a peerless genius taken away by Shrek—and the person the imperial family had schemed to hunt down and exterminate, root and branch.
Everyone had thought she was long dead, that the Silver Moon line had been wiped out thirty years ago, with not a single survivor left.
But she was still alive.
She stood beneath the moonlight, at the highest point in Heaven Dou City, looking down on this homeland of hers—and on the blood-soaked land of vengeance where her entire family had been buried.
"You all know perfectly well the shameful dealings of the imperial family." Zhang Lexuan's tone remained calm, as still as a pool of icy water. But beneath that surface lay thirty years of hatred, thirty years of torment, and countless sleepless nights. "The so-called Evil Soul Master village massacre back then was nothing but a lie concocted by the imperial family in collusion with the Shrek Inspectorate. The people they killed were never Evil Soul Masters. They were my family—over a hundred innocent lives. They didn't even spare children only a few years old."
"If they could wipe out