Standing atop the highest peak of the Kunlun Mountains, Do-Jun gazed beyond the horizon.0

The Martial World, which he had thought he would never see again, was before him again, exactly as he remembered it. He had assumed it would have succumbed to the Encroachment, erased by the unfortunate phenomenon, yet here it stood, as if to prove him wrong. The world he had confined to memory, the one he could only recall as nostalgia, was now laid out before him.0

He remembered the system message that appeared without warning: A fragment of the Encroached dimension has been activated. Based on that, the Martial World had definitely fallen to the Encroachment. Then why were people still alive and well?0

Wei Zhongqi had previously mentioned that he and others had fallen into the Tutorial Zone of the Core, and that most of them had died there.0

But the people here are alive, Do-Jun observed.0

And it wasn’t just the members of the Heavenly Demon Sect. The busy townspeople below, moving through the streets at the base of the mountain, each had their own will and consciousness. They weren’t ghosts. Nor were they just wandering souls.0

Then,...0