The Fallen Stars Valley was a treacherous land, a place where fortune and calamity coexisted in equal measure. To cultivators, such danger zones were not to be feared but sought after, for they harbored the possibility of immense rewards.
There was an unshakable belief ingrained in the hearts of all cultivators—where great danger lurked, unparalleled opportunities awaited.
Such places were shaped by the workings of the heavens, concealing fateful encounters beyond the grasp of ordinary individuals.
Yet, these treasures did not belong to just anyone. If one was not the fated person, attempting to seize such fortune could only lead to disaster.
Xiao Ming had firsthand experience with this truth. Whether it was the time he defied fate and unsealed his Ancient Dao Body or when he braved the murderous wills of the Nightwalkers in the Demon Raiding Mountain and emerged victorious, obtaining the Dao Sword Intent—each encounter had been a perilous ordeal.
