Chapter 12: A Glimpse of Daniella Greaves' Fate, The Ancestral Trial Begins

"Kingsley Yale, what are you doing…?" Red candles burned beneath gauze curtains. The room was soft with perfume and silk. Daniella Greaves wore a phoenix crown. Light rouge and powder only made her beauty more unreal, like something the world had no right to hold. Fear drained the color from her face. She stared, wide-eyed, as Kingsley drove a hand into her dantian sea and tore out her Innate Way‑Sovereign Embryo alive. In an instant, demonic qi churned through the chamber. It swelled...