Northwest Region.
After searching for several days without finding a single person, Hua Ziyang sat atop a hill, gazing up at the sky with a bewildered look on his face.
Where the hell had this dog-awful Tiangang Continent dumped him?
Wasn't there supposed to be a war?
Wasn't there supposed to be a chaotic battle involving two hundred thousand Immortal Kings?
He hadn't even run into a single loach!
Just as Hua Ziyang was at a loss, the blood within him suddenly surged.
"This is..."
Hua Ziyang jumped up in delight. "Reverse Summoning! Jing Xing finally remembered this was a thing?"
Before setting out, to guard against unforeseen events, Kaoshan Peak's Young Ancestor, Jing Xing, had taken a drop of his blood and formed a summoning contract with him.
With this safeguard in place, Jing Xing could use the Bloodline Summoning Array to summon Hua Ziyang, his master, to a designated location through their contract and that drop of blood.
This arrangement was meant to prevent Tiangang Continent from assigning important combat forces to unimportant places, leaving other areas without high-level fighters.
Now it seemed this precaution had been absolutely necessary. He, a high-level fighter, really had been assigned to an "unimportant" place. Until now, he hadn't seen so much as an enemy—or even a chicken.
Hua Ziyang immediately answered the call and let the contract carry him away.
The next moment, a young man in white appeared beside Kaoshan Peak's Young Ancestor, Jing Xing, atop the hill. It was Hua Ziyang, who had been lost for days.
"Where did you go?" Jing Xing asked.
"Don't ask. The more I say, the more tears I'll shed."
Hua Ziyang covered his face, nearly weeping with joy.
After several days, he had finally seen another living being. He'd almost thought he was