Fierce Martial War King
The Lord of the Pantheon, having valiantly defended the frontier and rendered great service, returned to find his wife disgraced and driven to her death, his daughter clinging to life by a thread. The
"Sky Nine, how long has it been since I last killed someone?"
On a stormy night, atop the Huihao Tower in Jiangzhou City, two figures stood one behind the other.
The man in front was Chu Tianhe, Lord of the Pantheon, under whom the twelve mighty generals known as the Celestial Fiends swept across the land, unrivaled and awe-inspiring—a cadre of warriors whose mere names struck fear into the hearts of their enemies.
Standing behind Chu Tianhe was his personal bodyguard, Sky Nine, one of the twelve Celestial Fiends.
At this moment, Chu Tianhe’s voice was icy, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon. Each word dripped with a chilling intent to kill.
“It’s been… many years now,” Sky Nine replied, his body trembling and a cold sweat beading on his forehead.
He knew that within Chu Tianhe, that dormant murderous intent was about to awaken once more.
All of this had been set in motion by a series of voice messages received earlier.
“Tianhe, I had no choice… They forced me into this!”
“My family cast me out. Our daughter is gravely ill. I needed money. I truly had no other way!”
“They made me take out loan after loan, took photos, recorded videos… In the end, more than a dozen men locked me in a room and took turns humiliating and tormenting me for three days!”
“I am filthy now. I’m no longer worthy of you. I can’t go on… Please, just take care of Yaoyao and save her!”
These messages were from Qin Xiaorou, Chu Tianhe’s fiancée. At the time, Chu Tianhe was stationed on the northern frontier. He rushed