Chapter 802: Shadow of Yuheng, a Father's Pact

The dust of Chujiang City settled into a grim, silent blanket over the ruins. The oppressive auras of the two fallen Martial Emperors had finally dissipated, yet the air remained heavy with the ghost of their power and the scent of death. Gene Mormont stood amidst the devastation, his black robes fluttering in the desolate wind. The final, hate-filled words of Ling Yuanzi echoed in his mind, not as a curse, but as a key—a key unlocking a conspiracy that stretched from the hallowed halls of...