The world of immortal cultivation was ever-changing and unpredictable.0

Before leaving, Qin Sang had not left many resources for Mei Gu. To a sect, what he had given was no more than a drop in the ocean. Yet, that frail and seemingly powerless sect, situated in the heart of devilish territory, had managed to survive until now without being destroyed.0

For over a century, the great war had swept through the cultivation world. Many of the top sects and mighty factions of that era had since fallen into decline, and countless sects had been wiped from existence.0

Among them, the greatest sect of the Small Cold Domain back then, Cunyang Sect, had withered away following the death of its red-haired grandmaster.1

In contrast, the status of Shaohua Mountain and Dongyang Bo had only continued to rise.0

Such was the natural cycle of...0