Hearing this, the handsome Buddhist disciple's eyes flickered slightly as he asked softly:
"Master, is the Imperial Court's Weapon Master you mentioned that Ji Province colossus who guards an entire region?"
Ji Mie Arhat nodded slightly, his tone grave as he revealed the terrifying background of that fiend among men:
"This man possesses neither a Grandmaster's Dao foundation, nor a Grandmaster's lifespan, much less a martial intent transcending the mortal world."
"But his Peak Organ Tempering cultivation is utterly genuine. He had been trapped at the end of Organ Tempering for many years, unable all his life to knock upon the threshold of a Yin-Yang Grandmaster."
"Yet in his hand, he holds a divine demonic blade born of heaven and earth, naturally nurtured into being!"
"This blade devours the Baleful Intent of mountains and rivers and gathers the murderous designs of heaven and earth. It follows neither martial realms nor the shackles of Vital Blood."
"With a Peak Organ Tempering body wielding this demonic blade, one's physical combat power and killing might can fully rival an orthodox Yin-Yang Grandmaster!"
"This is one of the Great Yin Dynasty's few terrifying killing weapons capable of shaking a Grandmaster with a mortal body."
As his words fell, the distant sky beyond the window seemed to carry the faint sound of earth-shaking battle winds from a thousand miles away.
A thousand miles away, upon the lands of Ji Province.
Beacon smoke billowed, and blood stained the land for a thousand miles!
The refugee armies that had recently swept through Ji Province had already grown to their utmost extent.
The Red Brows and Green Forest refugee forces had merged, sweeping along hundreds of thousands of displaced civilians and tens of thousands of armored soldiers, shattering cities and seizing land all the way, unstoppable as