The sound of clattering chains echoed as the blood-red runes on the third prince's body shattered one by one. With each shatter, his face turned a shade paler, and his aura plummeted instantly.

Terrified, he looked in the direction where the chains fell, but the black mist obscured everything. Yet, he knew the Dragon Turtle was there!

In his mind, he recalled what his father had said to his younger sister in the imperial study that day: "Once they pull down the stars, we won't survive..."

"We won't survive..."