When foes met on a narrow path, the brave prevailed.
Besides, Zhang Hongxing was an old monster who had lived for over ten thousand years. How could a mere vicious wolf frighten him?
With a slight push of his heels, Zhang Hongxing shot to the One-Eyed Wolf's side. Before its jaws could close on him, his fist slammed into its head.
With a howl, the One-Eyed Wolf breathed its last.
But less than five minutes after the One-Eyed Wolf fell, a young man and woman approached hand in hand from the distance. At the sight of Zhang Hongxing, their eyes lit up almost simultaneously.
"New here?"
The man sounded Zhang Hongxing out.
"I don't understand what you mean. If possible, could you tell me about this place?"
"Of course. We're all humans. We should help one another."
The man approached Zhang Hongxing with a smile, radiating not the slightest hint of ill intent. Zhang Hongxing nevertheless readied himself in secret.
An unfamiliar place, unfamiliar people—how could he trust them so easily?
Once the man drew close, he made no hostile move. Instead, he took out something resembling an identity token and displayed it on his open palm.
"This is an identity token from our Human Emperor Sect. If you're interested in joining us, just put a drop of blood on it. Once you've done that, you'll become an outer disciple of the Human Emperor Sect."
"Could you tell me about this place first?"
Zhang Hongxing stepped back. The man's enthusiasm made him deeply uncomfortable.
"Oh, look at me. How careless. This is, of course, the Divine Realm—the greatest, highest, strongest, and most sacred place among the countless worlds. Every expert who reaches the Sage level eventually comes here. This is both our origin and our final destination.
"It's a place