Lin Yi's whereabouts are uncertain, impossible to trace.
He is like a solitary soul, wandering between heaven and earth.
Lin Yi, who should have been hunted and executed by all, easily roams within the borders of the Da Qian Kingdom, and no one can accurately report his whereabouts.
Unbeknownst to the world, two chaotic currents have formed.
One current uses the mortal world as a battlefield, fighting for the Throne of the Emperors;
The other, however, uses cultivators as its battleground, competing for the Empress's Relics and the qualification for transcendence.
And Yi Lin, or rather Lin Yi, throws himself into the whirlpool formed by these two currents, like a lone leaf adrift, rootless, without home.
...
November.
The fierce battle continues.
In Da Qian, the strategic barriers have all been breached.
The armies of the Western King, Eastern King, Southern King, and Northern King seem to have made an agreement, advancing rapidly into the inner land of Da Qian.
