The world shares the same spring.
Upon reaching Heart City, the spring rain has just cleared.
This border city built on the Eternal Night Mountain Range suddenly appeared much fresher and cleaner.
For the people in this city, fighting has become the most ordinary occurrence in their eyes.
Twenty years of turbulent winds and rains.
In the first ten years, the Sword Sect used half of its strength to help the Human Race establish a foothold here.
In the last ten years, it was under the leadership of the Candle Dragon Hall that tug-of-war battles with the Demon Race constantly ensued.
Battle has never ceased, nor is there an end in sight, seemingly continuing indefinitely.
Mo Yan stood at the head of Heart City, gazing westward towards the Eternal Night Mountain Range.
Since the rekindling of the Longevity Fire, his cultivation has been like that fire, burning fiercely and advancing at an incomprehensible speed.
