The seclusion chamber was dark and silent.
Fang Yang said nothing as he rose to his full height.
He stretched lazily, then formed a Magic Seal to change the Array's command.
A rumbling sound followed as the great door gradually opened.
Shafts of sunlight streamed in, bringing with them a sense of life.
He took a deep breath and strode out of the seclusion chamber.
Outside, the bright sun hung high in the sky.
White cranes soared high in the air, flapping their wings and flying freely.
Seeing this, the corners of Fang Yang's mouth turned up, and his mind relaxed slightly.
'The journey through the bloodline dreamscape was no easy trial.'
Within the bloodline dreamscape, he was either killing someone or on his way to kill someone.
The high-intensity slaughter had made him transform at a rapid pace.
But it had also unavoidably skewed his methods toward killing above all else.
Kill, kill, kill.
'It's certainly a good solution.'
