Black Magic Rose Chapter 27
byChapter 27: Overture of Vengeance There was no cycle of sun and moon within the Eternal Night Palace; the passage of time could only be vaguely perceived through the subtle rhythm of the runes flowing across the dome. Wen Jingheng sat cross-legged on the massive, dark crystal platform, his eyes tightly closed. A thin layer of constantly twisting and shifting black-gold mist enveloped him—the outward manifestation of the energy overflowing as the two opposing forces within his body were forcibly merged…