Zhao Yin Is Surrounded

Meanwhile…

In another location within the secret realm, far removed from the Island of Blood Ants, a secluded valley nestled deep within the mystic mountains stood as a silent witness to the coming storm.

The valley was a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding within its borders—a serene, almost otherworldly place surrounded by vast stretches of desolate wilderness.

Jagged trees clawed at the sky, their twisted branches swaying in the wind, while the distant roars of hidden beasts echoed through the air like a foreboding symphony.

Yet, within the valley itself, the atmosphere was charged with an ominous energy, the scent of blood and the crackle of fierce battles hanging heavy in the air.

At the center of this chaotic drama was Zhao Yin, a disciple of the Heavenly Moon Sect, his presence akin to a shadow weaving through the carnage.