"Manman returned from the Desolate Plain?"
He walked out of the cave, patted his chest, and asked Jun Mo.
Seeing Ke Haoran emerge, Jun Mo revealed a rare faint smile.
"Yes. As soon as Third Brother returned, Teacher sent me to find you."
"Looks like what happened on the Desolate Plain this time is no smaller than what happened seven years ago. Come on, then. It's about time we stretched our muscles."
Ke Haoran lowered his head in thought for a moment, then headed down the mountain with Jun Mo toward Fuzi's little courtyard.
Jun Mo also set aside his somewhat aloof expression and followed behind Ke Haoran as he spoke.
"Though neither Teacher nor Third Brother said so directly, I think the changes on the Desolate Plain this time are far from simple."
Ke Haoran nodded at those words. His steps paused as he instinctively looked toward the eastern part of Chang'an City, then withdrew his gaze.
The curtain of heaven devouring humanity was about to rise. The contest between Haotian, Fuzi, those few people—or rather, the Academy and the Institute—was about to begin.
Haotian was formed from the Wish Power of everyone in the Nightfall World, a collective embodiment of rules.
She indulged in the pleasure and satisfaction of devouring great cultivators after unleashing Eternal Night each time.
Each time, she descended into the human world as the Underworld King's son. She could return to the Divine Kingdom whenever she wished, but she had overlooked one thing: humans were not cattle and sheep raised in a pasture to be slaughtered at will. Humans would resist.
Since humanity's vast Wish Power could sustain Haotian, it could also give birth to someone opposed to her.
And now, with him and those few from the Institute joining forces with Fuzi, the