Liu Wuxie walked the mountain range, scanning every ridge and ravine. He searched for blacksmithing materials and stayed alert for ambushes.0

Above White Moon Valley, quasi-immortal artifacts hovered in the sky, tracking everything that unfolded within.0

"Planet Lord, he's dead." On a warship a few hundred miles from the Heavenly Dragon Sect, the Tranquil Meteor Star's planet lord, Shen Tian, who looked forty-something but had lived for centuries and doted on a daughter he had late in life, heard the report with barely contained fury. When he learned of his daughter's experience, he nearly stormed the Heavenly Dragon Sect himself, but reason kept his rage in check.0

"Why haven't we heard back from the experts we sent?" Shen Tian asked grimly. He had dispatched several experts to Mount Dragon City. Not only did they fail to kill Liu Wuxie, but they even vanished mysteriously.0

"Perhaps they couldn't find his exact location and are embarrassed to contact us," said a servant...0