Lucian closed his eyes again, and this time he truly began to heal his injuries.
Though the causual suppression of State Preceptor had damaged his Nascent Soul a little, with a few days of recuperation he would completely heal.
As for the information he received from the System about the "broken realm" and the "Immortal World," he did not plan to share with his women.
At least not right now.
After meditating for a half an incense stick of time, he suddenly opened his eyes as he saw twenty golden armoured soldiers entering the room.
Leading them was a handsome middle-aged man wearing a crimson robe with a two-clawed golden dragon embroidered around the sleeves.
The man's aura was extraordinary, with an arrogant air between his brows.
Beside him was a dark robed man who had a cold face with sunken cheeks.
