In the courtyard, afterimages were flying everywhere. Li Ziye tried the sixth form again and again, without exception, and failed again and again.

Every time, Bai Wangyu came to help at the most critical moment, rectifying his situation and forcefully continuing his efforts.

Just when Little Red Riding Hood was fully helping Li Ziye practice the Flying Immortal Technique.

North of Yingzhou, on the far coast of the North Sea.

Li Qingzhi stepped forward.

Alone, with a sword box on his back and his silver-gray robe hunting in the wind, the Li family's unparalleled genius came to the hinterland of the Qianye clan.

The Chiba clan has been the most powerful clan in Yingzhou for thousands of years. In its most prosperous period, it even killed the source of disaster in Yingzhou mythology, the Yamata God of Disaster.

Killing God, even in the five realms, cannot be done.

However, the Chiba clan did it.

Of course, this God-Slayer did not really kill the Yamata God of Misfortune, but took advantage of the God of Misfortune's weakness to severely injure his body, and then used the artifact, the Yamata Mirror, to seal the soul of the God of Misfortune.

The Chiba clan's ambition grew infinitely with the success of killing the gods. With the help of the power of the God of Disaster in the Eight-Qi Mirror, countless martial arts masters were born.

Finally, a hundred years ago, Yingzhou troops came to Kyushu and spread the war to the East China Sea, Mobei, and even the Central Plains.

If God wants to cause it to perish, it must first make it crazy.

After all, the Qianye clan underestimated the power of the Central Plains Dynasty and returned with a disastrous defeat. Most of the masters in the clan died in the battle, and they flourished but declined.

The Chiba clan was showing signs of fatigue. In Yingzhou, all the forces that had been suppressed by the Chiba clan for hundreds of years took the opportunity to counterattack and drove this behemoth back to the shores of the North Sea.

Yingzhou has since entered a century of separatist rule.

However, no one expected that after a hundred years of recuperation, the Chiba clan would begin to show signs of recovery again.

Winter is coming, and the weather is especially cold on the coast of the North Sea.

I don’t know why, this year’s winter came very early and was very cold.

The nights are getting longer and longer.

On the shore of the North Sea, in the boundless wasteland, an isolated city stood. Li Qingzhi stopped and looked at the isolated city in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This should be the hinterland of the Chiba clan.
Chapter completed!