A wonder falling down from heaven! A boy possessed by strange blood! Gods tremble! Demons flee! A boy from the land of Dong Zhou. A pink skull as his sworn friend until death. A story of a determined warrior struggling for power. A legend that shakes the galaxy and disturbs the worlds of god, demon and man.
Shi Mu returned to the Aromatic Pills Pavilion after he departed from the Fragrant River Tavern. He bought a few more pills after he had gone through several shelves. The sun had vanished in the western sky by time he returned to his room.
The information that he had gained about the magicians from Huo Mao had unfolded an entirely new world in front of his eyes; this was far beyond his imagination.
It seemed that Yu Qian Ji – the senior disciple of the Black Turtle Sect who he had met on his way to the Black Demon Sect – was also a magician. Yu Qian Ji had attained the Senior Star Level as per the opinion of the people. His astounding strength had greatly impressed Shi Mu.
There were more than two thousand common disciples in the Black Demon Sect. But, only a hundred of them were Scholar level magicians. And, there was hardly any chance of Shi Mu bumping into any one of these ‘few’ magicians.