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Within the treasured mirror that had replaced the bright moons of one small world after another, gold, silver, and blood interwove. Part of Yu Chen's consciousness and part of the Lord of the Blood Sea's consciousness occupied the areas shrouded in gold and blood respectively.

Where Yu Chen was, there lay a clear pond, dotted with many gently raised earthen mounds. A massive golden osmanthus tree grew among them.

Countless pale-gold osmanthus petals drifted down. Some fell into the pond, covering it with a thin layer of gold; others landed upon the thick roots exposed to the air—roots that did not accord with an osmanthus tree's usual growth habits—and turned into specks of golden markings.

On the other side, the Lord of the Blood Sea sat upon a throne in a palace.

To Yu Chen, the palace's structure resembled a fusion of Eastern and Western architectural styles, making extensive use of relief carvings and great blocks of stone.

Of course, as the residence of the Lord of the Blood Sea, there was no way this palace could be normal.

Not to mention the relief carvings throughout the palace, filled with scenes of bloodshed, violence, and lust, nor the bones, skulls, and even certain peculiar leather items used as decorations.

The liquid that constantly seeped from the cracks in the palace walls alone was exceedingly bizarre.

Streams of dark-red, viscous fluid resembling blood oozed out. Its color was not vivid, more like bloodstains nearing desiccation, yet merely seeing it made one feel as though the scent of blood, sulfur, and something akin to hawthorn blossoms lingered around one's nose.

Yet the Lord of the Blood Sea, situated in such an environment, was wholly unaffected. From time to time, he conversed with Yu Chen through the silvery-white moonlight, attempting to disturb his