Time is a river that constantly flows.
Before Li Shen knew it, almost three years had passed since his fourteenth birthday.
And he had been quite busy during those years, especially since the sudden turmoil caused by the missing Hidden Fragmented Realm.
Inside the Inner Academy, on the Sword Pavilion Mountain. A new courtyard was built to signal the forming of a new Faction.
Not many people paid attention to it when it was first built.
But over the coming months and years since it was established, it gained a mysterious reputation among the Sword Pavilion disciples.
It wasn’t because of the fact that the Faction Leader was the infamous Second Prince, but because of weird events that took place in the mornings and evenings.