Heaven’s Chosen Villain: Fortune of the Heavenly Palace

He was the son of the strongest being in the Mythic Era, sealed away in the void by his own father to sleep for eons. When he awoke in this golden age, the glory of old had long since faded. Only the mark deep in his bloodline told him that the Lu family of Tianque still remained. Everyone believed that his Chaos Body was his greatest trump card. No one knew that his Heaven-Bearing Fortune was his true killing move. The geniuses favored by the Heavenly Dao, the prodigies admired by countless races, the blessed ones chosen by their era: in his eyes, they were all prey. He was gentle as jade, with a faint smile, the perfect young master of a noble clan in the eyes of the world. But he was cold to the bone. Standing in the middle of the hunting ground, he watched those who believed themselves chosen by fate walk into his trap, one step at a time. “You didn’t just miss out on a betrothal. You missed out on an entire era.” Someone had once said that to her. She didn’t know that the true era had only just begun. He awoke from myth to reap this age.