One cloudy night, Dong Tianze gritted his teeth and retreated into a massive cave in the desolate depths of an unnamed fragmented land in the Third World.0

He fought through the pain, pulling out several spirit jades and regulating his breath in an attempt to focus on his meditation.0

Although his spiritual sea was still relatively full, he had a gaping wound on his lower left back, deep enough to reveal bone and oozing an endless stream of blood.0

His opponent's blade had stabbed through his waist when his protective shield shattered. 0

Desperate, he had unleashed Spirit Devils with his Ghost's Cry, giving him enough time to escape.0

Even so, he knew his opponent would surely come looking for him once they dealt with the Spirit Devils. 0

After all, his opponent was a Celestial Phoenix Divine Guard like him. They both bore the Celestial Phoenix Imprint on their forehead and could sense each other's presence in the barren wasteland.0

"A Divine Guard in the middle stage of the Profound Abode Realm," Dong Tianze muttered, face pale. 0

His expression was a complicated mix of fierce and helpless.0

Dong Tianze had truly hit a brick...0