"In the future, one must not casually make a breakthrough in realm, for some people, the opportunity only comes once."
The Imperial Spirit Palace was in complete uproar, as everyone looked at the bloodstains spreading across the sky, their hearts filled with nothing but reverence.
...
Kaiyuan Mansion, Nanning City.
High walls and a large courtyard, within a sealed seven-story small building.
The pungent smell of blood permeated every corner of the top floor, and one's gaze would find limbs and remains scattered everywhere; rotting internal organs were strewn all over the floor.
A pair of siblings, about six or seven years old.
At the moment, they were hugging each other tightly, curled up in a corner.
How could these young children have imagined that the city's richest man, the greatest philanthropist, was actually a demon in human skin?
Outwardly, he sheltered orphans and beggars, performed acts of charity.
