A Bond Between Master and Disciple

Being reborn through body-severing? That was a minor operation. It wouldn't take much effort.

Over the years, Li Fan had helped people move on and sent them off to be reborn so often that he could modestly call himself an expert at rebirth through body-severing.

And this time was nothing like the northern grasslands, where you could go hundreds of miles without seeing a soul. Li Fan gave the area a quick sweep with his Divine Sense and found himself in a densely populated plain, dotted with county seats and large towns. And it wasn't just the living who were plentiful; there were even more dead. Outside the towns were abandoned graves, mass burial sites, and old battlefields, with corpses strewn everywhere and burial mounds piled like mountains. Crows and wild dogs wandered among hills of flesh and forests of bones, each one plump and content. In short, there was no shortage of suitable candidates for rebirth. There was even room to be picky.

But where was this place, with so many people?

Using the heavenly signs and the lay of the land as reference, Li Fan quickly worked out the area's general coordinates.

Long ago, this place had been an eastern fief granted by the Immortal Palace to its imperial clan. Later, as the clan declined, its princes were gradually stripped of their lands and resettled, and the old Immortal Palace's Three Enclosures reclaimed the territory. It later became part of Si Prefecture, under the southern Gen Circuit, which governed the four commanderies of Yi, Luo, Chan, and Jian. It bordered Gen Province to the north and faced Zhen to the east. This was the heart of the Central Plains, a battleground coveted by all.

For years, Li Fan had focused his efforts on outer space and Empty Star.