Neither Side Wins

A little time passed…

Shi Mu had received two powerful strikes of a barbarian Xian Tian warrior – Zong Yuan. This incident had made him quite famous. His fame gradually spread across the fortress-prefectures. Moreover, he had also slaughtered a number of Hou Tian Totem Warriors in the battlefield with his black blade. These two incidents had become legends with the passage of time. Many barbarian Totem Warriors had started to call Shi Mu by the name of ‘Flaming Blade’.

Six months later…

There was a place in a precarious mountain valley on the border of Rui Prefecture. An intermittent burst of weapons’ clanging sounds could be heard coming out of the place. They were often accompanied by pitiful screams and shouts.

There was an open area deep into the valley. Nearly a dozen lofty and well-built Totem warriors were indulged in a heart-shuddering battle with five human disciples. They were mercilessly killing and tearing-apart the disciples; Shi Mu was one of these disciples.