Inside the Xu family's subspace, night had fallen, but the subspace never really slept.
Underneath one of the larger buildings connected to the main mansion, a special underground hall lit by dim, cool-blue spiritual lamps came to life.
This place didn't look impressive to outsiders—just a quiet, well-guarded corridor with few people going in and out—but those who knew what it really was called it the Nest.
This was the heart of the Shadow Army.
Inside, dozens of Shadows stood silently as Yan Yuehua walked into the room, her steps calm and steady.
Her long, dark robe blended with the darkness around her, and her face, though beautiful, was completely serious.
She stood in front of a large formation circle, already glowing with faint light. Floating above it was a projection of the world map, with specific areas highlighted in red.
