Inside the secluded mountain palace nestled deep within the sinister sprawl of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the atmosphere hung thick with tension and demonic pressure. A layer of eerie fog clung low to the ground, curling between black stone columns and vanishing into the cold shadows of ancient walls. In the heart of this ominous chamber, high atop Demonic Blood Serpent Mountain, a woman sat cross-legged, veiled in an aura of death and madness.
Her name was Mo Xue.
She was the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect—feared across the continent, dreaded even among the demonic cultivators themselves. Her presence could silence a battlefield, her gaze alone enough to cow rogue Nascent Soul cultivators.
She was cultivating.
