The chaotic battlefield was filled with ruins. Pavilions crumbled and tiles turned into trash. Blood stained the white flowers.

This used to be the number one location for romance-seekers in the world but now, it has turned into a massacre. Many beautiful women were ruthlessly killed. In the eyes of the soldiers, the order was much more important than mercy or lust.

Feiyun stood on top of a broken palace. The smoke and dust of war virtually covered him entirely but he stood there unmoving with six shiny diagrams for protection.

The world became quiet and he still didn’t move. He seemed to have turned into a statue as he focused on listening and could hear even the sound of a speck of sand being blown by the wind.

“Whoosh!” Suddenly, a sword slash cut through the sky like a lightning arc.

Feiyun spinned around and turned into a gale,...