C295 The Second Half of the Great Strength Demonic Art Was Inherited from the Devil Dao

A new day dawned, sunlight streaming into the small cottage.

The air inside was heavy with a stifling atmosphere.

On one of the beds, a muscular, shirtless young man was basking in the morning's glow, while outside the window, a few birds twittered incessantly, infusing the tranquil dawn with a hint of vitality.

"Ah..."

Suddenly