The mist-shrouded terrace just happened to overlook the city's horizon, the brightly lit night sky resembling a sea of stars, with the Imperial Palace, home to the royalty of Ying Province, just below, hidden amidst lush greenery.
It was as if overlooking the multitude of beings.
This was a top-notch luxury residence in Tokyo, just completed this year, and equipped with a special barrier. Only Ascenders with spirituality could glimpse its full view, reaching an astounding height of two hundred meters. It belonged to the You Ying Group of the Dark World, symbolizing not only wealth and status but also absolute power.
"Still haven't found it?"
The old man poured himself a cup of sake and said indifferently.
This was a very old man, his silver hair neatly combed back, his face deeply lined like the rings of a tree, only his eyes deep and sharp, like a lion of the grassland or a wolf of the snowy field.
Jiang Chunyang.
