In the Dao Immortal Sect in the west, there was a vast, fertile land where two medicinal plants had been locked in a struggle. That struggle had just ended.0

One plant stood tall and in a full state of bloom, its leaves rustling, and the entire plant glittering like starlight. In contrast, the other plant had withered up. Its leaves had dried up, its flowers wilted, and it looked like it was about to fall to the ground.0

And yet... Poison Monarch was still observing the situation closely. He was not looking at the plant that was on the verge of victory, but rather, the plant that was about to collapse onto the ground.0

“Facing death without fear, huh?” he murmured, and his eyes started shining.1

***17

High in the sky above the western region, Li Mengtu looked very pale in the face. His rapid pace of travel had exacerbated his internal injuries, causing him to occasionally cough up blood. He was doing everything he could to suppress them, but was reaching his limit.0

This was the most intense and difficult battle he had fought in his entire life. It had been very perilous to achieve victory, and he had also ended up severely injured. It was unprecedented.0

This is probably what would happen if I fought some of the other Shining Stars.0

Despite having come out victorious, when he thought back to everything that happened in the fight, he still felt lingering fear. Because of that, he hadn’t let down his guard.0

There’s always...1