Mystic Yellow Prefecture

This was also the ultimate reason Jian Unrivaled had become so dispirited.

He still remembered that man's arrogant face, how he had broken his leg and left behind only one utterly overbearing sentence.

"I can give you time to catch up to me. If you can defeat me, I'll personally kneel at the gates of Divine Sword City for three days."

Whenever he thought of those words, Jian Unrivaled felt as though his heart were being twisted by knives. He hated his own incompetence, hated his own weakness.

Even after what had happened to his former girlfriend, he was still unable to avenge her.

"Spirit Transformation Realm, Sword Dao Rule—so long as I comprehend either one, I can defeat him. Why? Why is it so difficult?"

Jian Unrivaled's cultivation was still merely at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. Logically speaking, with his talent and the accumulation of time, he would sooner or later step into the Spirit Transformation Realm.

However, ever since that incident, his heart had been thrown into disarray. Not only had his cultivation failed to improve, it had instead regressed. Even his peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivation was now incomparably unstable, as though he might fall back into the Nascent Soul Late Stage at any moment.

Meanwhile, Ye Lin had already arrived at his destination: Mystic Yellow Prefecture, the second transcendent faction in Black Sand Prefecture guarded by a Dao Integration True Lord.

This was an exceptionally peculiar faction. Within Mystic Yellow Prefecture, only women were accepted; there was not a single man.

Thus, everyone in this transcendent faction was a woman, from servants at the bottom to Grand Elders at the top.

"Ye Lin, disciple of Nameless Mountain, has come to visit Mystic Yellow Prefecture. Please grant me permission."

With his hands behind his