Dragon Gate Inn

The Great Wilderness Kingdom was one of Star Continent's Fifteen Nations Island. Vast in territory and sparse in population, eighty-three cities lay scattered across it.

Unlike the other nation-islands, the Great Wilderness Kingdom had no unified regime. Instead, various wandering hero gangs carved up the land, each occupying its own territory.

This was the birthplace of Star Continent's wandering heroes. Countless heroes and great men had emerged here, while innumerable extraordinary figures had vanished into this land.

It was one of the most chaotic and dangerous places on Star Continent, yet also a land brimming with opportunities and hope.

The once-every-five-years Wandering Heroes Assembly set Star Continent churning with unrest. Countless famous experts and unsung heroes alike rushed here from every corner of the continent.

Some sought to rise above the crowd; some came to exchange pointers; some sought vengeance; some came to repay favors; some came on pilgrimage... Possessing unique skills and pursuing all manner of goals, they formed streams upon streams of people converging here.

Lone smoke stood straight over the desert; the setting sun hung round over the long river. Windblown sand cut like knives, and heaps of skulls and shattered bones, or clusters of withered trees and dry weeds, were the most common sights in the Great Wilderness Kingdom.

Across the parched, cracked earth, grains of sand suddenly began to leap. Then came a rapid clatter of hooves, drawing nearer from afar.

Before long, a party of riders flashed past, kicking up a vast cloud of dust.

Every one of them was sturdy and fierce, dressed in matching uniforms, their bearing stern and imposing.

"Damn this desert! When is it ever going to end? We've already traveled for three days and three nights. Just where is Green Ox Grand Canyon?" The leading rider complained. He was