In the vast desert, fifteen shuttle ships threatened to destroy a huge, towering fortress.
"Make your move."
"Time to act."
The drivers of two of the fifteen shuttle ships received a secret transmission through a concealed device.
After acting like a sleeper agent for so long, they’re finally letting me act? a thin old man thought, a very sinister expression crossing his face. His name was Pei Shan, and he was not part of the six big Transcendent organizations; he had instead formed his own small group of which he was the head. For a long time, he had laid low so as to let the Xia Clan put their trust in him and others of similar background. At the very least, the Xia Clan placed more trust in them than those who joined the Bloodshed Tavern or the Temple of The Earth God.
