Wu Jing.
This place was originally just ruins left behind after the devastation caused by the Monster Tree.
Latterly, Fang Xi had established the Martial God Sect here, suppressing the world, and since then, the Nine States had entered an era governed by the Martial God.
Even though the Martial God Sect had faced internal chaos, with heavy casualties among the populace of Wu Jing.
But time heals all wounds, or takes away those who suffer... Now, Wu Jing had once again recovered to its peak prosperity.
Martial God Sect, headquarters.
Above in the high sky, Fang Xi stood with his hands behind his back, and with a sweep of his Divine Consciousness, every detail within the buildings below was clear in his eyes.
...
Within a certain secret room underground.
Zhang Mingding was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by dense Gang Qi that formed a layer of defense around him like a coat.
No!
It was not Gang Qi, but a deeper, higher level of the Power of Qi and Blood!
"Who's there?"
