Zhen Yan's Predicament

Mirror Moon Island, Primordial Spirit Heaven.

Ever since the Black White Twin Saints of Dark Saint Mountain had fallen, Primordial Spirit Heaven, under the leadership of Patriarch Li Zhen Yan, had brought Dark Saint Mountain under its control.

The two major powers nearby had originally wanted to claim a share of the spoils, but Li Zhen Yan had simply driven them off with a single strike of his staff.

The current Primordial Spirit Heaven was far more spirited than before, and even its streets had become much livelier.

"I never expected Primordial Spirit Heaven to change so much in such a short time." A white-robed man walked down the street, looking at the peaceful yet bustling district. It felt like he had returned to the Human Race of the past.

However, the peace before his eyes was merely the calm before the storm.

Before long, some greedy individuals would come knocking, seeking to kill and seize treasures.

The man found an inn near the Li Clan Territory and settled there for an extended stay. Aside from experiencing the local customs, he also cultivated there.

The entirety of Primordial Spirit Heaven lay within the range of the man's divine sense, yet no one noticed him—not even the strongest of them all, Patriarch Zhen Yan.

The peaceful days did not last long.

They were ultimately shattered by an overwhelming aura. Above Primordial Spirit Heaven, a vast pressure descended. Everyone within the vicinity of the Li Clan Territory felt that incomparably terrifying pressure, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Li Zhen Yan, come out at once. You should know why I am here. I hope you are a smart man and will not continue with this futile struggle." A cold voice spread mightily through the air. Everyone in the area surrounding the Li Clan