Inside a forging chamber in Divine Weapon City, a woman’s howl echoed. “Who killed my fourth son?”0

The voice belonged to Lady Huang, one of the city’s five blacksmith masters. The Divine Weapons she had forged sensed her anger and started vibrating to soothe her.0

Lady Huang had more than twenty children, but she cherished her fourth son above the rest. She sensed the moment his life was severed. That certainty left no doubt. He was dead.1

“Revenge… Revenge!” she growled.0

She summoned her two personal guards and tossed a compass to them. “Use this compass to find the killer. Kill them!”0

The compass appeared old and broken, yet it was a powerful Divine Weapon. It could point toward whatever its wielder desired. It was also one of...0