The Night My Engagement Was Broken, My Seal Cracked
On a snowy night, Xue Ti's flying vessel hovered above the martial arena.
“Tian Hong, you're not worthy of me.” She tore up the marriage contract in front of everyone, and the scraps fluttered down like snow.
As his family laughed at him, pain stabbed his palm. The seal that had lain dormant within him for sixteen years cracked, piece by piece.
Deep in the secret realm, he refined ancient divine blood and inherited the Nine Tribulations Primordial Unity Scripture.
On the day he returned, the seventh elder of the Holy Land arrived, radiating overwhelming pressure. “Kneel and beg forgiveness, and I'll spare your life!”
Tian Hong smiled faintly, golden light from the Holy Land's Dao mark circling his fingertip. “And you think you're worthy?”
When the Holy Land's peerless technique, the Shocking God Finger, pierced the seventh elder's dantian, Xue Ti's sword clattered to the ground.
“You... how can you use the forbidden art our Holy Land lost a thousand years ago...?”
