The Wang Household estate, a dazzling pearl that had shone within Formless City for centuries, was covered that night in indelible dust and humiliation by a figure in blue robes descending from the heavens.
Only after Chu Bai disappeared around the winding corridors of the Wang Household's inner courtyard did the clan members kneeling across the ground dare to raise their heads, trembling with terror.
They stared at the shattered gates and at their patriarch, Wang Juefeng, who had collapsed in a wretched heap, his Dao Heart broken by the divine might of a single glance. Endless panic and bewilderment filled every heart.
They had lost.
They had lost without understanding why, without the slightest power to resist, without even touching a corner of their opponent's robes.
"The Venerable has issued an order!"
Just as the Wang Household reeled in a daze, Lei Wu's voice boomed through the courtyard like a great bronze bell, carrying the exhilaration of surviving a catastrophe and the swagger of a fox borrowing a tiger's might.
He strode up to Wang Juefeng, who lay slumped on his knees, and looked down at the sworn enemy who had been throwing his weight around before him not long ago. His eyes brimmed with undisguised mockery and coldness.
"Our Supreme Venerable is an unrivaled mighty being awakened from ancient times, Wang Juefeng. He dislikes worldly affairs and keeps clear of karmic entanglements."
"He now requires a quiet courtyard to rest in seclusion. You won't object to giving him the Hidden Dragon Courtyard at the very heart of this estate, will you?"
As soon as Lei Wu finished speaking, Wang Juefeng's deathly pale face whitened further.
The Hidden Dragon Courtyard!
It was not merely the heart of the Wang Household's Spirit Vein. It was also the residence of every