Chapter 500 You Have the Skills to Complain, Huh? (Second Update)_1
Below this Weibo post was a promotional video lasting four minutes.
It opened with a sweeping view of the Yunqi Pavilion, unfolding like an ink painting, a place all mortals yearned to enter, one of the immortal sect's hundred families.
In the next second, the paradise was stained with blood-red.
Piercing screams shattered the ears of all who heard as dark clouds filled the sky and corpses littered the ground, with blood flowing like rivers.
The camera quickly zoomed in, and a blood-stained plaque came into view—Nan Mansion!
The voice of a storyteller rose as if in a voice-over, "Speaking of Nan Mansion, it was one of the five great powers that stood tall among the hundreds of families for tens of thousands of years in the Immortal Sect. But who knew, overnight, hundreds were slaughtered, leaving behind only Miss Nan—Nan Zhi!"
As the voice fell, a continuous shot led from the main gate of the Nan Mansion straight to its rear courtyard.