In the darkness of the night, every household in Great Jueting City had shut their doors. Earlier, the esteemed families had been massacred and the blood had yet to be washed away. It left the city as silent as a grave.0

Amidst the darkness, the elite family troops and Jade Court Guards were secretly withdrawn. They disguised themselves as Mount Yue warriors, and quickly assembled. By the time Dili Youjie's forces left the city, three hundred soldiers were already standing before the formation like ghosts.0

Under the night sky, Li Zhouwei stood clad in iron armor. A crimson cloud pearl at his waist glowed faintly, while his halberd rested against the ground. Beneath him, his spirit horse at the peak stage of the Embryonic Breathing Realm, Zhongsuo, gazed sharply into the distance with its eyes gleaming with intelligence.2

As a group of Mount Yue warriors slowly took their positions before him, Li Zhouwei’s halberd began to glow with...0