Northern Plains.
Autumn Blade Plain.
A Gu Immortal walked barefoot across the grass.
He was powerfully built, his skin the color of red bronze. He wore a vest that left his shoulders bare, and his trouser legs were rolled up to reveal his calves.
Every time he took a step, he left behind a bloody footprint in the grass.
He was Meng Tu.
A blade path Quasi-Grandmaster, a Rank 7 Gu Immortal with peak battle strength, one of the top three Rank 7 experts in the Meng Lineage!
In order to break through in blade path, Meng Tu had willingly stationed himself at Autumn Blade Plain, emulating Human Ancestor in arduous cultivation year-round and scarcely involving himself in worldly affairs.
Silent as iron, he walked step by step across Autumn Blade Plain, his eyes tightly shut and his brows faintly furrowed as he contemplated the ultimate principles of blade path.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes!
One ghostly creature after another wailed and howled as they lunged at him.
These ghostly creatures were terrifying and sinister. Most had humanoid forms, but their faces were hideous and their appearances savage—green-faced and fanged, with claws like blades. Every pair of eyes brimmed with blood-red light, and the dense killing intent made Meng Tu's hair stand on end.
"What the hell are these things?!" Meng Tu was both shocked and enraged.
As he fought them, he discovered to his horror that every single one of these ghostly creatures possessed Rank 7 battle strength!
Even with his peak Rank 7 battle strength, faced with this endless, wave-after-wave assault of ghostly creatures, he had no choice but to avoid their edge.
However, just as he was about to retreat, the ghostly creatures attacking him abruptly began self-destruction.
This change far exceeded Meng Tu's expectations and caught