In the Beast Realm, within the ten thousand year old ice cellar of the Mo Palace, a fiery red Xuan Qi orb was glowing with a dazzling red light.

Within the fiery red Xuan Qi orb, a man in black was sitting cross-legged, his stunningly handsome face slightly pale, his brows gently knitted, his eyes tightly closed, and his forehead full of cold sweat, as if he was enduring a great deal of pain, but that stunningly beautiful face was ancient, without a single ripple.

Behind the man ...