The secret realm hidden within the vast Hanhai had long eluded Vulture Beak’s forces. They had scoured the region for ages, knowing full well that Timur was hiding here, but they never managed to locate it, even until the day Timur erupted from the shadows and decapitated their tribal chief.0

But for Zhao Changhe, who had burrowed through countless secret realms, and Lady Three, who was a core member of the Mounted Brigand Brotherhood, finding the door to a secret realm was as easy as finding the door to their own home.0

By the time they reached Hanhai, Lady Three was still groggy from sleep. She rubbed her eyes lazily, only to see Zhao Changhe casually swinging his saber. Saber energy that blotted out the sky and covered up the earth rained down into the lake, scouring every crevice of its depths in an indiscriminate barrage.0

Moments later, he pinpointed an unusual fluctuation of power. He did not hesitate; he simply grabbed Lady Three with his other arm and plunged straight into the water with a resounding splash.0

Lady Three made no effort to think through the situation. Laughing, she wrapped her arms around his neck as they submerged, pressing her lips to his in a playful gesture as if she were helping him breathe underwater.0

Of course, Zhao Changhe had long surpassed the need for breathing… and he found himself thinking that overwhelming strength robbed people of certain simple, human moments. If they had possessed this level of power back when they were adrift at sea, many things might never have happened.0

And it would have been quite a shame if that had been the case.0

Lady Three’s mind drifted elsewhere, but Zhao Changhe, kissing her all the while, had already drawn River of Stars. The sword pulsed with energy as he thrust it toward a particular point in the lake bed.0

A rift in space tore open before them.0

Before water could even surge into the rift, Zhao Changhe had already carried Lady Three through. The space sealed itself...0