Night fell over the wild, untamed world.
The entire four-hundred-li expanse of Xishan was silent and still, carrying an air of grim solemnity far heavier than on ordinary days. The cold west wind whipped across people's faces like biting blades, yet the thirty warriors stationed around the blazing bonfire stood as unmoving as mountains. As long as they guarded the hearth, the beasts of the mountains could never conquer the divine!
Suddenly, a warrior yawned. He found it rather strange; his tribe had adjusted their sleep schedules days in advance to turn in early, so why was he feeling so exhausted tonight?
Chapter 42