Wang Yu

In a remote jungle nestled between Chu City and Whitewater City within the Da  Xuan Country, a thin and frail figure was leaning against a thick tree trunk.  Both of his legs were spread apart in a relaxed manner. 

This figure belonged to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenager. 

Aside from his unusually pale face, the boy had fairly common facial features.  His clothes were loose-fitting and a bright shining steel sword was carelessly thrown by his side. 

Demon's Diary

the man in the golden armor's pupils contracted sharply as he exclaimed in disbelief.


The owner of the bloody hand was none other than Liu Ming, who was supposed to have fallen and died.


At that moment, Liu Ming had somehow stood up, his body shrouded in a pale black halo. The blood oozing out from his wounds was a pale golden color, and all his wounds were rapidly contracting. Under his skin, strands of white muscle sizzled as they recombined at an incredible speed. It was as if countless tiny light worms wriggled under his skin, and in just a moment, no trace of injury could be seen on his body. His arms and legs were now bulging with muscle and glowed translucently. Between his brows, a dark flame surged and condensed before transforming into an obscure, ink-black rune emitting an extremely mysterious black radiance.


Volume 3 Sea Clan's Battle Chapter 282: The Birth of Demonic Thoughts