A small village lay in tranquil peace, brimming with spiritual energy and teeming with life.
Outside the village stood a towering stone boundary marker.
The words "Qingshan Village" were inscribed on it, but the space for the name of the person who had erected it was left blank.
Five souls emerged from underground and had been lingering outside the boundary marker for quite some time. Two of them even bowed to it again and again before daring to approach.
The three newcomers behind them didn't know any better, but the two of them did.
As witnesses to the great battle back then, they knew what those three characters truly meant.
They also knew why no one dared to leave so much as a single stroke in the space for the name.
Only the three ignorant newcomers, fearless in their ignorance, dared to loiter so brazenly outside the boundary marker, and even planned to enter the little village.
The sight nearly scared the two souls out of existence. They hurriedly grabbed the three newcomers and held them back.
"My lord, we come here once every hundred years, but we've never dared to go in. This is our third time already. If we go back without doing anything, Yin Tianzi will chew us out again."
One of the souls spoke with a troubled expression.
The other two looked at him as if he were an idiot, and one of them couldn't help speaking up.
"Do you believe that if you really took that person's soul down there, Yin Tianzi would tear you limb from limb?"
The other chimed in, "Why don't you use that head of yours? If you fail to do your job and all you get is a scolding, what do you think that means?"
The three souls all looked