In the instant that his soul awakened, a new world emerged in front of his eyes. It was a foreign world, a world of Fuzhou. Countless secret realms, countless charmed beasts. There were even higher-leveled Fuzhou worlds.

12th Guo was like a pawn crossing the river*. He instantly killed all enemies that obstructed his survival. He needed to constantly get stronger, needed to find even stronger Fuzhous.

When he stood on the peak of the Fuzhou world, could he still continue forward?