Central Region, Southern Range.
Near the Southern Fire Territory, within a certain stretch of land.
Inside a vast manor residence.
A middle-aged man in black robes sat ramrod straight, his austere bearing making others dare not meet his gaze.
Yet the middle-aged man's features were in truth wickedly enchanting, eerily bewitching, even extraordinarily handsome.
Beneath his cold, sharp brows was a pair of star-like eyes, brimming with a confidence that seemed to look down upon the world.
That aura of one in the highest seat, with every move of hand or foot, seemed as though it could shake heaven and earth.
This was the Evil Lord of the present age, master of the Evil Lord Mansion, foremost Evil Cultivator of this era.
Whoosh… whoosh… whoosh… whoosh…
Outside the manor, one after another, tyrannical, heaven-shaking auras rushed in.
In the blink of an eye, their number had reached dozens.
It was Third Guardian, Fourth Guardian and the others.
