It was night. After Lu Yang had uprooted the Herding Sky Grass, the Golden Core cultivators were released from its control, laying quietly in the swamp. Occasionally, someone stumbled upon this place and witnessed the corpses strewn across the area. Fearing something sinister was lurking, they turned on their heels and fled.0

A gray figure drifted down and took in the scene of carnage. Picking up the now-useless roots of the Herding Sky Grass, his eyebrows furrowed.0

“Who did this?!”0

An inferno of rage blazed in his heart. Years of preparation have gone down the drain. I must get to the bottom of this.  0

He had been far away in the Demon Region when he suddenly lost contact with the Herding Sky Grass and rushed over immediately. Unfortunately, it was too late for him. Someone had already plucked the Herding Sky Grass out.0

“Rewind!” He formed complicated and ancient hand seals, so fast that they blurred...1