The stars shifted, and time flew by.
Sixteen years later.
Plum Blossom Sect, sect forbidden area.
The current Plum Blossom Sect Leader, Zhuge Minghai, clad in black, with his longsword thrust into the ground, knelt before the Ancestral Hall,
and gazed at the oddly-shaped, unremarkable stone enshrined at the center of the Ancestral Hall,
his eyes filled with despair.
"Sixteen years, Master, the great opportunity of the sect that you calculated after exhausting half your cultivation back then, is it really just a useless Waste Stone!"
"The Profound Moon Sword Sect is aggressive, the merger of the Five Sects of Sanshui is imminent, Master, I am unworthy, unable to protect the ancestral legacy!"
The words echoed in the silent Ancestral Hall, Zhuge Minghai was already tearing up.
Sixteen years ago, a major change occurred in the Yu Continent,
