A violent storm raged across the sky.
Lightning tore through the heavens, illuminating the dark clouds in blinding flashes, while thunder roared endlessly as if the world itself trembled beneath its fury.
At the edge of a towering cliff, a lone figure stood unmoving.
The flashes of lightning revealed the sharp contours of his face, each strike briefly carving his features into something almost unreal, as if even the heavens sought to outline his existence.
His robes fluttered wildly in the storm, yet his figure remained completely still. An overwhelming presence radiated from him calm, vast, and indifferent.
Like a god… silently overlooking the world below.
Mo Tianyu the divine son and the next successor of the Nine Abyss Yin Pavilion.
Just then, a figure dressed in black appeared behind him, kneeling instantly with his head lowered. "Divine Son the Saintess has arrived."
For a brief moment, only the sound of thunder echoed between them. Mo Tianyu did not turn.
