Stone Mountain County.
Inside a stone house.
Jiang Ning glanced at the several headless corpses piled on the ground, then withdrew his gaze and walked out of the room.
Outside lay a courtyard—the courtyard of a winery.
Beyond the wall beside it was the winery, its scent of liquor drifting through the air.
A round arched gate connected this courtyard to the winery beyond the wall.
Clearly, the magpie's nest had been taken over by a dove.
The winery's original owners had long since vanished without a trace. Most likely, they had met with disaster.
"But now, I can at least count this as avenging them!" Jiang Ning murmured inwardly.
Then he waited quietly where he was for Bai Luoyu to arrive.
With this strike, he had swept away all of the God-Worship Cult's high-level forces in Stone Mountain County.
When he had just used his divine sense to sweep across the entire scene—
He had essentially scanned every last detail of Stone Mountain County. He had long since noticed the situation here.
And this place was also an important stronghold of the God-Worship Cult in Stone Mountain County.
All of their high-level combat strength had gathered here.
If he had encountered a situation like Stone Mountain County's a year ago, he could only have fled this land of strife with his family.
But things were different now.
To him, dealing with a disturbance like this in Stone Mountain County was already effortless.
Thinking back on everything that had happened, he felt more and more that everything he had given was worthwhile.
Why had he worked so hard at martial arts in the first place?
Was it not because he had been born into troubled times? The great age surged like rolling waves; individuals could not decide their own course