Beneath Star-Magnetic Peak, in the Soul-Suppressing Dungeon.
Yue Li was imprisoned in a specially constructed Spirit-Locking Stone Chamber, eight rune-covered black iron chains pinning her firmly to an icy stone bed. The former Mulan Saintess now looked haggard. The radiance in her Silver Moon Scarlet Eyes had faded, leaving only numbness and profound fear.
Han Li sat on a jade stool in the center of the chamber, toying with the Origin Bright Lamp, which true demon qi had stained entirely gray-black. Its flickering light illuminated his deep, mismatched eyes-the silver brilliance in his left eye resembled a river of stars, while demonic flames in his right resembled an abyss.
"Recently, while consulting the Star Palace's ancient records, I came across an interesting account." Han Li's voice was calm, yet Yue Li's body involuntarily trembled. "Ten thousand years ago, no Mulan Grassland separated the Heavenly South from Great Jin. At the time, the Heavenly South had a Venerable Cang Kun, known as its foremost cultivator. His divine abilities were vast, and he once attempted to open the Star Sea Ancient Road to Great Jin. Unfortunately, midway through... he passed away in meditation."
Han Li raised his head, his blazing gaze fixing on Yue Li's face. "And the place where he died was supposedly... deep within what is now the Mulan Grassland, in a forbidden land called the Ancient Cultivator Ruins."
Yue Li clenched her teeth and turned her head away without a word.
"You think I don't know?" Han Li chuckled. The wisp of true demon qi at his fingertip slowly extended, roaming through the air like a venomous snake's flickering tongue. "The material of the Ancestral Spirit Crystal Core at the heart of your Origin Bright Lamp bears a remarkable resemblance to several magic treasure fragments Venerable Cang Kun left