Heavenly Clusters

"..." The vast nothingness carried a dense aura of killing intent, the words from Ezekiel's condition emanated a powerful force similar to an Imperial Decree.

Yan Zaizen felt his mind tremble as a world permeating with blood and death abruptly surfaced within his field of vision. It was faintly illusory but felt remarkably real.

Ezekiel's beautifully silver eyes radiated a chilling light. This light seemed to contain untold grievances and hatred. It was indescribable.

However, those eyes weren't unfamiliar to him. Those eyes were his on more than one occasion. When he saw Wu Yuanxu die, forced to enter chaotic space, and left to die with no visible way to escape. The thought of the Xuanwu City Lord was embedded deep into his heart.

Then, Lady Diyi. She had sent him to die as a slave in a dark hole as a nobody over something completely out of his control. As his awareness grew of his fate, so did his hatred.