Deep within the endless mountains of Nanjiang, at the border where humans and demons met, countless small villages dotted the land. 0

Far removed from the world of martial cultivators, the villagers lived quietly, farming their fields and weaving cloth.0

The men hunted when they could, and whenever one returned with a beast, the whole village had enough to eat for several days!0

One day, into this secluded village, stumbled a wounded youth. He looked no more than fourteen or fifteen, yet his cold, piercing eyes made even the strongest men uneasy. His garments...0