Although someone was leading the way, the journey to Godslayer Peak was a long one.
It took them more than two full years to reach it.
The deadline set by the Second Palace Three Gods Sect had not yet arrived, but Godslayer Peak was already surrounded by people.
Some had come to watch the spectacle.
Others had found unlucky men named Chen Changan and brought them here, hoping to claim a reward.
"Whoa, are there really this many people named Chen Changan on the Heavenly Derivation Continent?"
"Good grief. There must be hundreds, maybe thousands!" Da Huang said in surprise.
"It's only natural. The Heavenly Derivation Continent has a huge population. People sharing the same name isn't unusual."
"Still, there are more than I expected. This lowers our chances of succeeding by quite a bit."
Seeing their disappointed faces, Chen Changan smiled. "It isn't over yet. Who knows what might happen?"
"You might not succeed, but the others might fail too."
"The truth is, the Second Palace Three Gods Sect wants to find the real Chen Changan."
"No matter how many impostors there are, they won't be much use."
"They'd rather kill the wrong man than let the right one go."
They all understood that. Still, they clung to a sliver of hope. The reward was simply too tempting.
"So when will the Second Palace Three Gods Sect show up?" Da Huang asked curiously.
"We don't know. They'll appear when they want to."
"But I think they'll arrive right on the appointed day."
"That would be more fitting for their status."
Status?
What status?
As far as Da Huang was concerned, they would soon have only one status: dead.
"By the way, we've traveled together all this way."
"I still don't know your name."
At the question, Chen Changan smiled.