73. Crimson Light Eclipses the Sun, The Dragon Soul Returns

The night on Azure Dragon Peak was a tapestry of profound silence and tranquility. Within Lucian's newly acquired cave residence, the air was thick and heavy, not with tension, but with the potent, mingled fragrance of a hundred spiritual herbs. A meticulously carved array on the floor pulsed with a gentle, rhythmic light, its intricate lines channeling streams of pure energy into the center, where the simple, unadorned Iron Sword lay suspended in mid-air. Lucian sat cross-legged before it,...