Vastheaven Palace. The Darknorth Estate.
Emperor Solesky, Su Youji, Hegemon Azurefiend, and the Flamewing God were all staring at the sealed gates to Ji Ning's estate.
Rumble… the gates to the estate swung open, followed by a white-robed youth with a black sheath on his back emerging from within.
Everything seemed so ordinary, as though nothing at all had happened… but Solesky, Azurefiend, and the others all sighed silently. All powerful experts were able to sense the tiny ripples generated by a decaying truesoul. Even though the ripples were incredibly minute, they were constant and continuous. Even though Ning's truesoul was unfathomably more powerful than an ordinary mortal's, given enough time it would still be extinguished.
"Master." Flamewing raised its giant head to stare at Ning rather desperately.
