"Indeed, choosing to major in archaeology was the right decision."
Closing the book in his hand, Li Hao muttered to himself unconsciously.
"The feeling of unearthing history and exploring the past is truly irresistible."
Unfortunately, Li Hao's joy didn't last long. Hua She, who never understood how to read the atmosphere, appeared at this moment.
"Great God of Gods, are you just going to keep watching like this?"
Coiled on Li Hao's shoulder, Hua She's tone was filled with curiosity.
"It's no longer just a war between cultivators; even those mortals have been drawn into this impending great war..."
As Hua She said this, his voice paused slightly, then immediately corrected himself.
"No, to be precise, it should be those mortals who are actively provoking this great war!"
In less than a month, a considerable number of cultivators have been killed by mortals wielding firearms.
Even though those cultivators killed more mortals before dying.
