Dusk has passed and the world fell into slumber. One could see a majestic city made out of stone over the mountains and forests.

Gigantic beast bones piled outside the city. On top of the walls were tall barbarians of Jiang standing guard with fierce weapons.

The city was simple but had high walls. In the middle was an altar towering at 770 feet. One could see blood flowing down from the top, carrying a primal aura.

Its name was Sin Edge, a city of the Heavenly Witchcraft Division.

Shi Zhenxiang held a large bone and sat on a dragon-tiger with numerous bloody ones hanging on his body.

Feiyun’s weapon essence was too sharp and could penetrate his skin, truly threatening him. Thus, he gathered more than twenty pieces of bones as a defensive me...