Shadow Demon Chamber

Other than the layer of dust on the floor and furniture, nothing in the house had changed. The beds in several bedrooms were still covered with bed covers his mother had made herself. As long as he pulled them back, the quilts and sheets beneath were still neat and clean.

Zhang Tie returned to the cramped attic room he had once had at home and slept quietly through the night.

That night, lying in his utterly familiar bed, Zhang Tie felt an inexplicable sense of peace. Yet his mind was occupied with an important question: how was he supposed to get back?

Black Flame City was now a city of the dead, and Karur City had fallen in the demon disaster. The name of that mysterious Eastern alchemy master could deter the Norman Empire and the Sun God Dynasty from coveting Karur City, but before those demonized puppets that knew only slaughter, an alchemy master's name was utterly useless. Karur City's fall meant that the nearest transportation hub from which he could fly to Jin-Yun Kingdom had been paralyzed.

How to return had become a major problem.

The information he knew was already nearly ten months out of date. During this time, he had no idea what had become of the situation in the Blakerson Human Corridor. Still, though he did not know the current state of affairs or the news on the continent, Zhang Tie was certain that things had to be worse than they had been a year ago, not better. That terrifying Devil Race legion alone was enough to crush every last shred of luck from people's hearts.

And who could guarantee that the Devil Race had not committed new legions to this battlefield during that time?

Early the next morning, before six, Zhang Tie was