Meanwhile, Xiao Huohuo, a God Coffin owner of the Land of Shells, arrived at Mount Sumeru Turbulence Land.
He carried two greatswords on his back, one black and one white, with a thumb-sized red coffin hanging against his chest. A hint of an ill-intentioned smile showed in his eyes as he turned his hand over and produced a necklace resembling a galactic star wheel.
Xiao Huohuo stared at the necklace in his hand, momentarily distracted. "Where on earth did he get a special Forbidden Item like this, something even the system can't produce? I just can't see through him!"
Xiao Huohuo's thoughts drifted as he recalled being recruited from the fourth parallel world by that mysterious Great Township Lord.
Back then, he had been an ordinary nobody in the fourth parallel world, fighting until he was battered and bloody every day just to hunt low-level monsters.
In the end, his family had been wiped out. His enemy had planted a foot on his head and was about to violate his gravely injured beloved, who could no longer get up, while he was powerless to stop it.
At that moment, he had felt as though everyone's misfortunes had descended upon him, as though he alone stood against the entire world, furious yet helpless.
At that critical moment, a black shadow that blotted out the sky had enveloped the mountain where he lay, and a voice had sounded directly in his mind.
"Xiao Huohuo, would you follow me to the Land of Shells and become a God Coffin owner under my command?"
Even now, he clearly remembered the majesty and vastness of that voice, as though it held the Chaos Power of the world's creation, along with an unquestionable sense of destiny.
At the time, he had been at the darkest low