His blood-red hair whipped around him, his crimson eyes blazing with an inferno of pure, uncontrollable wrath.
They dared! They dared to desecrate her resting place! The image of his mother’s gentle face, now intertwined with the brutal image of her ruined tomb, ignited a fire within him, hotter and more volatile than any he had ever known. The grief, the sorrow, the love he had buried deep beneath layers of hatred, erupted, twisting into a cataclysmic storm of primordial fury.
"Ling Tian!" Jian screamed, his voice no longer modulated, but a raw, echoing roar that vibrated through the very foundations of Sky Cloud Mountain. "You will pay for this! Your entire clan will pay!"
He raised Blood Moon, its black blade shimmering with an eager crimson light, an extension of his own furious wil
