Tian Yuan Pavilion.
"The Heaven and Earth Demon Suppressing Talisman last time was quite powerful. The main pavilion has asked us to supply more."
"Now that the situation in Shangyang Commandery has worsened, there's a shortage of Demon Suppressing Talismans. Even the Patrol Office sent people to the main pavilion to commission talismans."
An old man bowed slightly and reported to the woman before him.
The woman wore a palace-style dress. Her skin was as white and delicate as snow, her waist graceful and slender, and her legs long and straight beneath the hem of her skirt.
Her eyes bright, she said, "Shangyang Commandery is one of Great Gan's Nine Commanderies, and several powerful cultivators are stationed there. For things to have deteriorated to this extent is truly astonishing."
"What's so surprising about that? The one who shook Great Gan's foundations for over three hundred years—even if he relied on the power of the nation's fortune to extend his life and replenish his energy—would eventually find it difficult to keep going."
"Now, several imperial heirs within Great Gan are locked in endless struggle, while outside, the Eerie Source of the Calamity Land has reappeared. It probably won't be long before chaos breaks out."
The old man's eyes were deep, and his voice was hoarse.
The female manager's pretty face tightened slightly. She suddenly asked, "Uncle Fu, what exactly is the source of the Calamity Land?"
"This old servant doesn't know either. I only know that it contains immense terror and great danger. It is an absolute forbidden zone for cultivators like us."
"Not long ago, several Fifth Realm experts from Great Gan joined forces to enter the Calamity Land. Yet months have passed, and they still haven't returned."
The woman's expression turned grave. A single Fifth Realm cultivator could already