Bab 439: Chapter 432: Conscription

Outside the southern gate of Antiquity City, in Chen Mu's small courtyard, two Moonlight Trees had grown into towering behemoths. The massive canopy covering most of the courtyard was taller than the two-story building, and the palm-sized fiery red leaves rustled in the wind with a swishing sound.

Beside the round table under the trees, Chen Mu lay in a rocking chair.

He rested his right elbow on the arm of the rocking chair, raising his forearm so his palm was suspended in midair.

Accompanied by a string of lengthy and complex Curse Commands, black flames suddenly erupted from his entire right hand.

The flames burned silently, yet his palm remained unscathed.

Chen Mu, calm and collected, focused intently on the flames for half an hour.

Then, without warning, those quiet flames began to rage, like the waters of a dam bursting forth, rushing quickly from the palm up his arm.