King of Eternal Night

The rain was cold, carrying the chill of late autumn, mercilessly beating on the bluestone-paved martial arts field. The muddy water mixed with dust splashed on Luo Chen's face and body, soaking his coarse linen clothes that had been washed white and sticking heavily to his skin. An iron-clad boot stepped firmly on his back, as heavy as a stone, pinning his entire body in the mud, making him unable to move. "'Kong Ming Death Vein'? Hahaha, our Luo family really has a 'genius' that is only seen in a hundred years!" A voice full of sarcasm and malice rang above his head, penetrating the patter of rain and clearly spreading around the entire martial arts field.