Coronation of the Black Heaven King
Wrapped in sacred hands,
a violet-sealed scroll was handed to Mo Yan.
This was no ordinary parchment.
This was the key.
A fragment of the Shield.
The true Seal of the Throne.
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Whispers of Fear
Even the Hei Lin San Sect could not stay untouched.
Rumors had reached their halls.
Children had vanished.
One by one.
From the Fuzi Xion Clan, the Linyan Clan, the Meilan Clan, the Yanlog Clan...
Even the markets and alleyways of the Xuemo Sect echoed with fear.
Markets were abandoned.
Neighborhoods sank into a mournful silence.
Homes grieved as if winter had not brought frost....
But something far more terrifying.
Parents held their children tighter.
But fear could not be held back.
And this silence....
This unnatural stillness....
wrapped in frost and dread...
Even reached the sacred chambers of Hei Lin San Sect.
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Within the Mastery of Shadows
Hidden in a spell-sealed chamber within the Mastery of Shadows...
among scrolls written in the ancient Chwen language,
lay the Living Crown of the Black Heaven King.
It was not merely alive....
It was loyal.
And today
Without any fanfare,
Without noise or drums....
Yu Sui was crowned King once again.
By none other than his loyal protectors:
Wuzu, ready to reveal her true form,
The ancient warrior Lao Duan,
The fierce Duie and Su Nian, whose blades could cut thunder,
And the shadow-wielder Wey Xiong, master of black silhouettes.
The Three Great Masters stood silent....
And then bowed.
Not just their heads....
But their hearts.
Even monsters would seem like children before the man they honored now.
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The Oath of Shadows
A sharp, piercing sound broke the silence.
Like a blade slicing through frozen glass.
It was Master Lee Wen.
He stepped forward, voice echoing with reverence:
"Great One...
Almighty God of the Black Arms...
The High King of the Black Heaven…
The Grandmaster of Shadows…
Yu Sui, we offer you our eternal homage."
Heads bowed low...
But even souls bent in reverence.
Hearts were pure
Like white silk untouched by dust,
Feared even by shadows themselves.
This wasn't just a coronation.
It was acceptance.
An eternal recognition.
Not just of position,
But of devotion.
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Mo Yan Stood Tall
Beside him stood Mo Yan, shoulder to shoulder.
His pride radiated.
Deep. Fierce.
A pride carved from love and faith.
Even though he was the Black Heaven King,
Even though his soul had once been cursed,
Today, Yu Sui had proven....
That a true heart and unwavering love
Could uproot even the deepest of betrayals.
And silence the darkest of spells.
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But this wasn't the end.
It was only the beginning.
The next destination was clear:
Xuemo Sect.