Chapter 502: Before the Storm

The weight of the Nangong Matriarch’s words settled over the ancestral hall, thick and suffocating. The air, once filled with the scent of aged wood and incense, now seemed to carry the metallic tang of a long-buried, painful truth. Lincoln Ray stood frozen, the concept of being a reincarnated god a dissonant echo in his mind, overshadowed by the more immediate and terrifying reality of the darkness coiling within him. “What do you mean, a side effect?” Michael Ray demanded, his voice...