Cloud Star.
In the night sky.
Moonlight spilled over several figures. Whether clouds drifted like a sea or a gentle breeze brushed past their faces, those figures remained suspended in the air, standing firm and unmoving, as though they had transcended heaven and earth.
Lou Benwei, at their head, suddenly sensed something. Gazing into the endless starry sky, he murmured,
"The Master is about to awaken..."
The younger brothers behind him grew tense at his words. Unknown anticipation and excitement surfaced on their faces, yet judging by their big brother's tone, they felt that things were far from simple. They remained silent for a long while, not daring to speak out of turn.
Until Lou Benwei finally asked in a deep voice.
"Are you ready?"
The moment his words fell, Dog, Centipede, and the Spirit King all clasped their fists before him, their faces solemn. Even Naoji, usually so goofy, answered with unusual seriousness.
"Big Brother, we're all ready!"
The moon shone bright and the stars were sparse, making the night nearly as bright as day.
Ao Qing wore a pitch-black helmet, which reflected an extraordinary gleam beneath the moonlight.
Centipede held a multitude of long blades in his hands, more than a hundred cold flashes glittering without end. Naoji's tall figure was half-covered by a cloak, and the aura around him had become impossible to fathom. Even the Spirit King bore long chains upon his body, their terrifying cold glints appearing and vanishing in the moment.
Just as they had said, their states were fully maxed out. They had made every possible preparation to face all dangers!
Looking at his younger brothers' flawless bearing, Lou Benwei nodded slightly in satisfaction.
"Good."
Hearing their big brother's praise, all of them looked invigorated.
Ao Qing, the one most familiar with him,