Aria's eyes darkened as she recalled the unsettling events since her arrival. Meanwhile, the Krowonians in the laboratory were driven to the brink of madness by fear.Aria urgently needed to get Bree out of the laboratory. Bree was in critical condition, teetering on the edge of death from severe blood loss. However, Bree was frightened of Aria because of her white coat and wanted to flee.Aria gently grasped Bree's hand and spoke in a soothing tone. "Your elder sister and mother sent me to rescue you. They are very worried about you."Bree's eyes widened with desperation as she clung to Aria. Noticing that Bree could only whimper, Aria realized she had lost her ability to speak.After a brief pause, Aria asked, "Did you see anyone not wearing a white coat besides the Krowonian soldiers? Nod if you did."Bree hesitated as she sifted through her memories.Just then, Nyx appeared with Riley behind him. "Ms. Carver, we're running out of time."When Bree saw Riley, she gripped onto
After Nyx led Bree away, Aria checked the time on the laboratory clock before picking up an iron rod.As she ventured deeper into the corridor, the metallic tang of blood grew stronger.Riley, visibly shaken, called out to Aria with each step, but she ignored him, her gaze fixed ahead. She flicked on the light switch and said, "Just as I suspected, it's an Eight Trigrams Manifestation."From the moment she arrived, Aria had found the laboratory's layout unusual. It was circular on the outside, with energy converging at a single point. The paintings on the walls were deliberately placed, and the terrain was uneven.Determining the lowest point of the terrain wasn't difficult for Aria. After pouring a solution from a wooden rack and following its path, she discovered a well not far off. Although the water was collecting on the surface, it trapped souls beneath.Aria raised her eyebrows. This was it.Riley grabbed her hand. "Are we really going over there? It looks so scary.""It
Aria chuckled when she heard that. "God's blessing?""I'll overlook your ignorance," Riley replied, her tone cold. "Perhaps you're unaware of my origins. I am a vessel of God from Krowo. People revere me, praying for blessings and peace. And I possess the power to bestow it."She raised her left hand slightly as she spoke, causing the devices around her to lift into the air. Her long hair flowed as if stirred by an unseen breeze, glowing with a soft light.At the same time, Barron, who was drinking with Viktor, seemed to have sensed something amiss and shot up from his seat.Riley! Something happened to Riley!However, Viktor didn't believe anyone in the Carver family could pose a real threat to Riley. He assumed she was simply displeased with the latest batch of children he provided.After straightening his clothes, Viktor said, "You guys keep Mr. Carver Senior company. I'll be back soon."Barron quickly stood up and wanted to stop him. He knew Aria had been discovered, and it
"You're just a Krowonian doll, yet you claim to be a god?" Aria lifted the iron rod, her voice laced with disdain. "I'm sorry, but our mythology textbooks must not align. I don't play with dolls, and I definitely won't be a slave you cherish."Just one question—are you going to spit out the spirits you've swallowed, or do I have to force them out of you?"As she spoke, Aria bit her finger and smeared her blood across the iron rod, imbuing it with her energy.Riley narrowed her eyes at Aria's defiance. Pure malice ignited in her gaze, the resentment palpable."You Farshyans are clueless. Since you won't submit, you can stay and keep me company. Your body is much more suitable for me. The blood of a cultivator has a sweeter scent."Riley licked her lips before she suddenly vanished.She wasn't just a lingering soul—once she left a body, it would decay immediately. The little boy's form from earlier was nothing more than a discarded shell.The entire laboratory echoed with Riley's
A tall figure emerged from the blood mist, standing unaffected by the malevolent spirits that swirled around him.The spirits couldn't even approach him; they recoiled as if repelled by an invisible force. It wasn't due to any protective charm—his very presence instilled fear in all souls.Aria's fuzzy mind cleared up. Not only did the annoying chanting disappear, but the spirits under Riley's control also stopped in their tracks. Though their eyes remained bloodshot and their forms grotesque, they averted their gaze upon seeing the newcomer, even parting to create a path for him.The tall, lean man wore a pure black wool coat. As he moved forward, his graceful, gentlemanly demeanor was reminiscent of a businessman from Ludwiten, perhaps one educated abroad, with a touch of 19th-century elegance.His face, handsome yet cold, was unmistakable. Only Aria's fiancé could possess such a complex spiritual presence.However, it seemed that the version of him 100 years ago didn't have s
The phenomenon known as Hundred Ghosts Weeping usually emerged during times of war when countless ordinary lives were lost. These spirits harbored numerous unfulfilled desires and grievances, making it nearly impossible to resolve the situation. Spirits who had died unnaturally couldn't be exorcised by force.However, Tobias had reassured Aria that Hundred Ghosts Weeping wouldn't appear in times of peace, as the natural cycle of life and death generally prevented such occurrences.Aria once asked Tobias what she should do if she ever encountered one, and Tobias had been blunt—she should run as fast as possible. There was no shame in fleeing when faced with a hundred spirits.Aria looked up and saw Riley hovering mid-air, nearly driven mad, with no intention of running. Riley had summoned the spirits of Farshya, exploiting their grievances against Aria.Aria narrowed her eyes. This was the first time she felt like killing a God.Riley wasn't entirely lying, though. In Krowo, wood
Riley was considered bad luck after the upheavals in Krowo, but she was still an irreplaceable God in her fanatic followers' eyes.They worshipped her, while many influential figures wanted to revive her so that they could use her power to achieve their goals. Riley didn't fear any cultivators either.However, who exactly was the man before her? Why wasn't he affected when her most vengeful long hair pierced into his arm?Plus, why were the dead souls so afraid of him that they returned to the Netherrealm? They didn't even dare to fight with him once when Riley had struck an agreement with them.Riley couldn't understand as things had spiraled out of her expectations. She never expected to meet someone who could hurt her one day.She had experienced Krowo's ups and downs before the Regal family brought her to Farshya. She couldn't just disappear into thin air like this!Riley rolled her eyes, deep in thought. "Perhaps you want a brand-new body. This woman isn't bad! I can give he
Aria wondered if Landon knew of his image a century ago. Aria had a small smile. "I think we're more matched in the future.""It seems like I'll really have to take action." Smiling, Landon moved forward and came in front of Aria.His movements were so swift that even Aria reacted. His fingertips were already pinching her jaw.In the darkness, Landon, clad in a blood-red robe, lowered his gaze. Despite being in such an environment, he still had the most refreshing fragrance on him—sandalwood. "Relax. I'll be gen—"Before Landon could say the word gentle, Aria had already sealed off his colorless lips. She placed her hands on his waist, seemingly even more adept than him.The sudden tenderness caused Landon to forget what he wanted to do afterward. His deep eyes, which were usually devoid of emotion, showed surprise. Even the spirits under the ancient well were shuddering. Some of them didn't dare to show themselves, while the others managed to catch a glimpse.They were sur