One, two, three, four!
In the twentieth year since the opening of the Land of Fallen Demons, the fourth palace in Ming Zhao Fourteen Palaces quietly lit up.
Why is it "quietly"?
Because the light of this palace is slightly dim compared to the other three palaces.
It exactly corresponds remotely to the Hall of Light—the Hall of Darkness.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of two people on the Sea of Clouds Square, the crowd would have almost failed to notice the Hall of Darkness opening.
As soon as the two figures steadied themselves, one of them launched an attack without hesitation, disregarding the surrounding people as if they were nothing.
A blood-red streak, condensed to its utmost limit, accompanied by a tremendous sword qi, struck down with a roar.
Boom!
A violent explosion sounded, forcing the other person hundreds of zhang away.
