Falling stars rained down, streaks of starlight descending upon the mortal world.
At that moment, hundreds of miles from Qin Feng's hometown of Mountain and River City, within the Wuji Sect, was the area where the Servant Disciples resided.
Duan Xiaolou looked more mature than he had half a year ago, his expression weathered by hardship.
Covered in sweat, he lay on a sandbag in the storage room, fast asleep. His chest rose and fell as he unconsciously murmured.
"Ling'Er, I will definitely become an Inner Sect Disciple. I'll definitely come find you... That bastard Chen, how dare you steal Ling'Er from me! I won't let you get away with this..."
He rolled over, still murmuring, his expression shifting between tenderness, pain, and savagery.
At that very moment, an eerie ray of starlight appeared in the night sky and shot down, slamming into the sleeping youth.
An eerie star materialized, as crimson as blood.
This was a terrifying demon star.
