Among the Nephilim, the Throne Trials were never regarded as mere cultivation challenges.
They were a pilgrimage.
A sacred passage passed down through generations of Nephilim blood. One hundred and eight chambers lay scattered throughout the domain, each representing a fragment of ancient will. Every chamber conquered left behind a mark of legacy—some granted power, others comprehension, and a rare few reshaped destiny itself.
But Emery and his companions had not come seeking inheritance.
They did not linger before the chambers, nor did they carefully unlock each legacy as tradition dictated. With the old maps prepared and the updated routes taken from the Nephilim nobles, they moved with efficiency—breaking only the chambers that barred their path and bypassing those that had opened within the last three years.
Time mattered more than fortune.
They pressed deeper into the Frozen Throne.
As the days passed, however, the tension between Eeshoo and Jinkan continued to worsen.
