A calamity was spreading all across the Transcendent Continent.

The locals could not even tell where the source of this calamity was. All they remembered was countless beasts charging out from the mountains and forests, destroying everything in their wake. The invaders possessed extraordinary combat strength, and ordinary beasts were not their match at all. Not to mention the lone hunters, even small squads could do nothing against the enemies bearing down from all directions.

The Nangong family was currently in disarray. In the study, an elegant man in his thirties was frowning deeply as he gazed at the urgent reports on his desk. He hadn’t even opened the latest reports that were brought in.

He had just picked up one of them with a sigh when hurried footsteps were heard outside the door. His aide charged in without even knocking. “Clan Lord, things don’t look good. Darkriver City has fallen!”

“Darkriver!” The man’s mind went blank.

He barely managed to pull himself together after a while. “How did it fall? How about the garrison? What were they doing?”

“The beasts came too fast and there were too many...