Xia Kingdom border.
The sky was azure, lush grass stretched to the horizon, and herds of cattle and sheep grazed with their heads lowered.
At the end of a muddy path, the air rippled. Then, several figures emerged.
Rustle.
Three figures appeared upon the land. A chilling aura spread from them, though they quickly concealed it. They glanced around at the fertile land, greed surfacing in their eyes.
"The Yang God Lord has yet to return. He isn't in Xia Kingdom. This is our chance."
The three figures whispered among themselves, not daring to speak loudly.
Because they knew very well.
After the Yang God Lord left.
There had previously been some fools who entered Xia Kingdom. Yet not a single Lord who entered Xia Kingdom had walked out of this land alive.
There should have been a powerful Lord stationed within Xia Kingdom. Every Lord who entered had been dealt with by her. Among them was one Lord they had seen before—the Lord of Shadows, a Lord with supreme offensive power and especially forceful methods. Back in America, even Lords of the same rank had been unable to gain any advantage against him.
He had entered Xia Kingdom alongside several other Lords, only to vanish completely without another word.
The Shadow Lord was probably dead. As for who had killed him, no one knew.
But one thing was clear: an exceedingly domineering existence was stationed within Xia Kingdom. Even with the Yang God Lord absent, that being still deterred these intruders eyeing Xia Kingdom like prey.
Thus, Xia Kingdom had always had the fewest intruders.
After all, Xia Kingdom was vast and rich, blessed with outstanding people and fertile land. No one knew what terrifying existence might arise here.
"It took quite some effort to get in. Xia Kingdom's