Arrival

Thus, the Gong Family could only settle for second best once again, hunting magical beasts and using their flesh and blood to cultivate. But after growing accustomed to "luxuries," going back to "inferior goods" was always hard to stomach.

In the end, the Gong Family's two Dou Zun ancestors opened space wormholes connecting different continents and dispatched some of their clansmen to station themselves there. This location was merely one of those outposts.

For a time after the space wormholes opened, the Gong Family once again received ample flesh and blood for cultivation. But the supply gradually dwindled, until hardly anyone teleported over anymore.

Now, the Gong Family could only occasionally supplement their cultivation with human flesh and blood. Most of the time, they used that of magical beasts.

Recently, however, rumors had begun circulating within the clan that the two ancestors intended to ignite a war engulfing the entire Eastern Continent and were secretly laying their plans.

The Gong Family had risen to prominence several hundred years ago because of this cultivation art. From having only a Dou Zong ancestor at the outset, they now had two Dou Zun ancestors and more than a dozen Dou Zong elders.

Their overall strength was showing signs of surpassing even the Eastern Continent's strongest faction—the Hidden Sect!

Among the publicly known powers of the Eastern Continent, the Gong Family was the undisputed second strongest!

Suddenly, a fierce wind sprang from nowhere across the desolate square. A silver ring of light, radiating dense spatial power, appeared, and the silhouette of a boat flashed out of it.

As the boat shrank, three figures slowly emerged, standing silently in midair.

"Hmph! I'm never steering a boat again!" Zi Yan looked at Liu Yu with a resentful gaze.

Only heaven knew what she had endured