The Star Gazing World was in turmoil. After several upheavals had swept through it in succession a few years ago, Cheng Yun and the others had thought they could enjoy five hundred years of peace.
Yet how long had it been? Such a bloody incident had already occurred.
Wang Gang, an elder and Rogue Cultivator of the Star Gazing World, had been chopped to pieces simply because he could not keep his mouth shut?
The Four Close Bodyguards he had hired had fled long ago, without the slightest shred of loyalty.
The developments that followed left everyone utterly bewildered.
The murderer had vanished without a trace. The young man from the Saint Palace who had suppressed Chen Fusheng's Primordial Spirit Dharma Body had actually drifted off to the Immortal-Mortal Bridge.
"Could someone crush Wang Gang and intimidate the Four Super Bodyguards with only a Primordial Spirit Dharma Body? Could he be Shenmo Xiaobei, the Qiren Lineage's disciple?"
"Still talking about it? Be careful you don't live to see tomorrow!"
All sides fell silent as cicadas in winter. Wang Gang's fate was equivalent to a death knell warning them.
As for the experts of the Saint Origin Star Palace, it was obvious that they had to handle matters concerning the Saint Palace's future. How could they spare time to investigate the true culprit?
As for the true culprit, he was currently meeting in secret with the Saint Star Master of their Saint Palace.
Within this tranquil cave-dwelling Inner World, Saint Yuan Yu was as delicate and dependent as a little bird. Her head was buried in Chen Fusheng's arms, her cheeks flushed pink, and her beauty was beyond compare.
Over the years, Saint Yuan Yu's talents had silently grown stronger under the subtle influence of her Saint Star. She was brimming