Dark clouds shrouded the sky. A solitary seaport stood at the edge of the boundless land.
Draped in a cloak, with two iron maces hanging behind her waist, Xue Baijin stood on a wave-battered reef and gazed east across the endless sea. After more than a month of searching, a trace of bewilderment and desolation had crept into her once-resolute eyes.
After returning from Northern Liang, Xue Baijin had barely lingered before leaving Jingjie City with Yunli to search the world for the last three Dragon-Mingling Diagrams.
Most of the first six Dragon-Mingling Diagrams had also come from the Southern Dynasty, and Xue Baijin knew its martial world well. She thought it unlikely that the Last Three Maps were hidden in Great Wei, so she had gone straight through the pass into Northern Liang. Over the past month or so, she had visited every sect in Northern Yan Circuit and traveled all the way to Tianpin Circuit in the east, but unfortunately found nothing.
The last three diagrams truly seemed to be just as the rumors described: not only had the diagrams vanished, but some mysterious force had erased even their clues from heaven and earth. She could not even discover who had possessed them throughout history.
The clues had disappeared so completely that Xue Baijin even suspected there were no last three diagrams at all, and the rumors of nine diagrams were merely idle fabrications. Yet Ye Jingtang had clearly deduced them, and the history books explicitly recorded it-Wu Taizu had attained the Dao and departed upon a dragon, leaving nine immortal diagrams to bless future generations.
Everyone in history who had independently deduced the Dragon-Mingling Diagrams had died without exception; it was only a matter of sooner or later. Even with Ye Jingtang's peerless talent, he might not