In that fantasy-rich and magnificent realm of cultivators, Taoyuan Village resembled a bright pearl inlaid within a ring of mountains.
Spiritual veins converged around the village, where a dense mist of Spiritual Energy nourished every blade of grass and tree. The villagers worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, living in harmony with cultivators and jointly protecting this peaceful and serene homeland.
However, the recent rise of a Mysterious Sect had shattered this tranquility. They wantonly plundered resources, burned, killed, and pillaged, committing countless atrocities, and had now cast their greedy gaze upon Taoyuan Village.
Chapter 408