When Zhang Qingxuan set foot on the Sun Moon Continent once more, the entire continent's atmosphere had changed.
The chaotic fluctuations of Soul Power from the warring nations had been replaced by a unified order. The cities along the way looked completely different, and even the air carried a long-lost sense of peace.
Zhang Qingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to Lu Xueqi beside him. "What's going on?"
A smile touched Lu Xueqi's lips, and her eyes held a trace of emotion. "Young Master, do you still remember Xu Yan's brother, Xu Han?"
Zhang Qingxuan nodded. "Of course. What, did that kid amount to something?"
Lu Xueqi let out a soft sigh, her tone carrying a hint of disbelief. "That little fellow formed a rebel army and swept across the land, defeating every old kingdom on the Sun Moon Continent and unifying the continent."
When Zhang Qingxuan heard this, his first reaction was disbelief.
He shook his head, his gaze turning solemn. "Impossible. That kid was still so young. He had no cultivation resources and no foundation. How could he have grown so powerful?"
"Without strength, who could he have recruited?"
"No matter how useless those old kingdoms were, they still had top-tier Soul Masters guarding them. They also had Soul Tools and centuries of accumulated foundations backing them. What could he possibly have used to fight them?"
As he spoke, Zhang Qingxuan suddenly thought of something. His gaze shifted to Lu Xueqi's face, and his tone became certain.
"Unless—you made a move."
Lu Xueqi did not deny it. She nodded. "The Bright Moon Temple did indeed make a move."
Zhang Qingxuan raised his brows, signaling for her to continue.
Lu Xueqi then slowly recounted everything that had happened over the past few years.
A few years ago,