The desert, Chicheng.
This place had once been called Chishen City, the capital of the Crimson Desert Nation.
After the Great Blue Dynasty completely conquered the desert, the Two Great Desert Kingdoms ceased to exist, and Chishen City was renamed Chicheng.
Within the city, Yuwen Manor.
This manor had once been the heart of the region, and the Yuwen Family's influence had once spread throughout the entire Crimson Desert.
But eight years had passed, and the Crimson Desert had already been thoroughly reshuffled.
Now, the entire Crimson Desert had fallen under the control of the Great Blue Dynasty. If the Yuwen Family had not still possessed an old ancestor with Grandmaster cultivation, it would have long since been brought down by everyone pushing when the wall fell.
Inside the manor, Yuwen Chengxuan sat in the courtyard admiring the flowers.
Over the past few years, this old ancestor of the Yuwen Family had never left the manor. Every day, he drank tea, admired flowers, and did nothing at all.
Many people said that ever since this old ancestor had personally killed his own great-grandson, he had completely lost his spirit. The fierce tiger had grown old.
"Senior, long time no see."
A voice suddenly rang out in the courtyard.
Yuwen Chengxuan, lying in his chair, was not surprised in the slightest. He turned his head and looked over.
A person completely shrouded in a black robe had appeared abruptly in a corner of the courtyard.
Yuwen Chengxuan quietly looked at him without speaking.
"Senior."
The black-robed man took a step forward. "The time has come!"
At those words, Yuwen Chengxuan tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Eight years ago, in this very courtyard, he had said to the black-robed man:
"If the time comes, we can naturally cooperate."
But he