The Great Devouring

"The True Martial Continent... The Xu Family... Son-in-law... Prodigal Son...",Black gas constantly churned and shifted, eventually transforming into streaks of pitch-black text. Ancient and weathered, it was imbued with the weight of time.,The Madam didn't give him any face at all. In front of Xu Yilin, she ridiculed him, and laughter echoed from all directions.。