Chapter 1 Sschk—! With a dull thud, a head rolled to the ground. The black-haired man gasped for breath as he stared at the '血 (Blood)' tattoo carved into the corpse's forehead. It was the mark symbolizing the highest-ranking Bloodsworn of the Primal Blood Cult, the greatest sect in the Central Plains. The man turned around. He sil...
Chapter 1 Sschk—! With a dull thud, a head rolled to the ground. The black-haired man gasped for breath as he stared at the '血 (Blood)' tattoo carved into the corpse's forehead. It was the mark symbolizing the highest-ranking Bloodsworn of the Primal Blood Cult, the greatest sect in the Central Plains. The man turned around. He silently climbed the snow-capped mountain shrouded in thick fog. His gait was unsteady, his arms trembled. Anyone could see he wasn't in good shape, yet still he walked. Even if death awaited him, he had to go. His steps never stopped. One step. A quarter-hour. Two hours. Four hours. Ten hours passed like this. The man halted his steps. Standing before the ruins of the Palace of Eternal Snow, which had collapsed decades ago, the man stood quietly without a word. He
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