C53 Innate Sacrosanctity Spell Ninety Years Later

Jiang Dao clutched the dark red necklace and departed from the place, softly closing the door behind him as he made his way back to his abode.

Inside his room, he settled cross-legged on the bed, his gaze fixed on the minute script adorning the necklace, delving into its study.

As time marched on in the outside world, elsewhere, the forest was a tangle of shadows