From an aged black tower in the vast Border City spread an angry roar, one that was not loud but enough to flutter open the eyelids of the three figures sitting cross-legged nearby.
"Why is the High Priest so enraged? Who has offended the High Priest?"
A figure wrapped in a black gown opened his mouth with confused eyes. Beside him were two other men dressed in black.
"Who cares. Those who provoke the High Priest will come to no good end. Us three major Blood Guards need only tend to our assigned tasks."
"As of now, the Venerable Master has begun to collect spiritual essences all over the empire. The day the Departed Soul Orb is awakened will be the day our Shura Sect will rejuvenate… By then, we'll show the barbarians of the southern region who's the boss!"
Light laughter was mixed with cold sneers. After the noise died down, all three figures resumed their closed-eye posture.
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"Senior Bu… why are you digging out two shallow pits?"
