Night hung like a curtain, shrouding the heavens.
The nights on Peerless Continent had once been beautiful and bewitching, filled with stars and graced by a bright moon.
But ever since the Heavenly Change, such things had never been seen again.
During the day, the murky sun still shone upon all four directions. But at night, it was truly so black that one could not see their hand before their face.
Out in the wilderness, scattered bonfires flickered. Many mortals huddled together for warmth, while cultivators stood guard around the perimeter, wary of everything that needed guarding against.
Wu Jun, missing an arm, and several other cultivators were responsible for watching one direction.
Suddenly, someone seemed to be rapidly approaching through the dense curtain of night.
"Who goes there?" Wu Jun called out a warning.
"It's me!" the other party answered.
Hearing the familiar voice, Wu Jun let out a breath of relief.
The leader had arrived!
Under Lu Ye's protection, their group had fled all the way here from the Stronghold. This was also the rendezvous point Zui Shan and Xu Wang had agreed upon long ago, prepared in case they became separated.
After waiting until now, Zui Shan had finally appeared. At once, the group felt they had someone to rely on.
Before long, news of Zui Shan's return spread, and the stifled, uneasy atmosphere among the crowd finally dispersed.
Xu Wang went to meet him. Upon seeing Zui Shan, he could not help asking, "You weren't hurt, were you?"
Zui Shan could not help glancing at Ying Wuji, who had followed them all the way here...
With this man around, getting hurt? That was impossible.
"It's a long story." Zui Shan shook his head. If Ying Wuji had not suddenly emerged from the shadows earlier, those who