Heavenly South, Star-Magnetic Peak.
When Han Li stepped out of the Space Rift connecting to the Chaotic Star Sea, the entire Star Palace Main Altar shook thunderously, like a giant beast awakening from slumber. A full year and a half had passed since he had infiltrated the Mulan Grassland alone, then hurried to the Chaotic Star Sea to quell its turmoil. Only another year and a half remained before the system's deadline to "conquer Mulan within three years."
"Welcome back, Palace Master, victorious!"
Mo Ling, Nangong Wan, Lu Yun, Shi Mang, and the other core members had already led tens of thousands of Heaven Division elites, along with the three thousand Chaotic Star Sea cultivators forcibly "borrowed" for service, to kneel in a vast, dark mass outside the mountain gate. Though those three thousand cultivators still harbored resentment, Han Li had traveled to and from the Chaotic Star Sea alone, quelled its internal unrest, and left a string of terrifying legends across both the Mulan Grassland and the Outer Sea. Beneath the weight of that reputation, not one dared raise their head to look him in the eye.
Han Li paid no attention to the welcomes roaring like mountains and seas. His figure flickered, and he was already on the top floor of the Star-Gazing Pavilion. With a flick of his sleeve, he sent an Image-Recording Jade Slip shooting toward Lu Yun.
"Take a look. These are the 'souvenirs' I left in the Wind Wolf Tribe on the Mulan Grassland, and in the Outer Sea of the Chaotic Star Sea."
Lu Yun sank his spiritual sense into the jade slip, and images unfolded within it-before a desolate Mulan altar, Han Li immobilized a rampaging Core Formation beast with a single finger; on a barren island in the Chaotic Star Sea,