Above Twin Peaks, rain poured in sheets. Rain Venerable Mending Heaven led an army of a million to the border. A battle unseen for ages shocked the world.
Beneath the rain, Ning Chen stood alone against the Path-Annihilating Realm. Just as the battle was about to begin, the heavens suddenly split open, and four figures descended from the Nine Heavens.
Ning Chen turned back, his hollow eyes looking toward the sky as a trace of relief appeared on his face.
They had finally come!
"Yo, isn't this the renowned Marquis of Knowing Fate? Why do you look so miserable?"
From above the torn sky came an eminently punchable voice, mocking him without the slightest restraint.
"Indeed. Knowing Fate, what happened? Did someone beat you until you coughed up blood again?"
Someone beside him chimed in.
"Stop gloating."
The only woman among the four spoke with a smile. "Knowing Fate, do you need help?"
"I do."
Ning Chen smiled. "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Luo Xingchen, Mu Qianshang, Xia Ziyi, and Consort Luo descended from the void. Every one of them possessed a formidable aura, none inferior to Marquis of Knowing Fate.
After a thousand years of cultivation, each had encountered their own opportunities. The geniuses from within the realm had never been inferior to anyone.
Under the rain, Rain Venerable looked at the four before him, his eyes narrowing slightly.
All four were experts.
This did not refer to their cultivation, but to the killing intent upon them.
Only those who had crawled out from mountains of blood and seas of bones could possess such intense killing intent.
At Consort Luo's side, Xia Ziyi stepped forward and came to Marquis of Knowing Fate's side. Looking at the Path-Annihilating expert ahead, he calmly asked, "Very strong?"