0989: Blood Rain Over West Lake, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms Strikes a Dragon's Face for the First Time!

No one knew when people had begun to like dividing things into two sides: good and bad.

People of the martial world also liked dividing people into the righteous and demonic factions.

Then between righteousness and demonry, between good and evil, could there be a third, different faction?

This seemed to be a question that the vast majority of martial artists rarely considered. Did a third party exist between righteousness and demonry? Could this third party coexist with the first two? Was this third party—those called gods?

Otherwise, why was there a creature known to the world as the Demon Dragon within War God's Hall? And why was the Demon Dragon willing to guard the War God?

With a heaven-shaking boom accompanied by the Demon Dragon's howl, the entire underground world erupted into turmoil once again as though the heavens had been overturned. The Demon Dragon, the loyal guardian of War God's Hall, once again fought to protect War God's Hall.

Only this time, its opponents were no longer one person, but a group—and an exceptionally formidable group at that. This was the greatest crisis the Demon Dragon had encountered in centuries, a crisis brought by a group of people it regarded as insects.

Autumn moon. The moonlit night was cool as water, and the darkness had grown deep. A man called a god had dwelled beneath West Lake for a long time. On this day, Sou Shen Gong—the vast force he had once formed after shocking the world and gathering a great number of godlike extraordinary people—was also awakened by the boiling, clamorous West Lake.

The War God within War God's Hall was merely a legendary powerhouse who might exist.

But this god within Sou Shen Gong was a powerhouse who had truly survived to the present day. He