At the Tianyuan Grand Gathering, Ji Qingzhu beheaded a foreign Saint King with her sword, shaking the entire world.
Even if she did not bother to re-delineate the territorial boundaries of her sect, others would eagerly deliver them to her doorstep. The lesser sects in the surrounding region were desperate to draw near, praying to merge and walk the same path.
In this turbulent era, one could only find peace of mind under the protection of the strong; otherwise, who knew when one might be wiped out by the stray aftermath of a battle, completely unaware of how death had arrived.
Chapter 349