The sun rises a zhang high over Fusang.
.....
Spirit-Nullifying Realm.
The vast and utterly dark underground space is suffused with the aura of spirit-nullifying.
The long-silent underground abode, its sealed white jade gate slowly opens.
A tall, twisted figure emerges from within.
"In the end, it is I, Luohu, who has reached this point." The tall figure stands before the abode, gazing intently at this dwelling hidden underground for twenty thousand years.
Since the chaos in Zhenjiang, Luohu has wandered ghostlike in the Human Realm.
Like a night-walking noble, his traces are everywhere, yet they remain unspoken of by outsiders.
At this moment, his ferocious and sinister eyes now resemble deep black holes, endless to the gaze, evoking an instinctive fear from the depths of one's soul.
Those eyes seem not of the mortal world, wherever they gaze, heaven and earth appear to tremble slightly under their weight.
This is the oppressive power that comes from rank.
