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Ever since the incident with Emperor Wei Wu, although Great Wei still had an imperial family, it only existed in name. Most of Great Wei’s territory had already been divided up by the other Nine Nations.

The rest had become ownerless.

An ownerless land meant that it was full of disputes.

Back then, the Demon God Sect had been extremely active in this place.

But ever since the Demon God Sect’s master, Sun Chuang, had been subdued by Xiaoyu’er and brought to the Demon Realm, the sect had fallen into a leaderless situation like Great Wei, and they were not much of a threat now.

This ownerless land was hell for ordinary people, but it was a good place for some martial artists who yearned to make a mark.

This place was full of fighting and chaos, and it was also full of opportunities. For some ordinary martial artists without any background, fighting their way through was their only chance.

Sun Gongping had been here for months.

When the Ten Nations Alliance was still trapped in the Demon Realm, he had hidden in Xiaoyu’er’s grotto-heaven and returned to the Ten Nations Continent.

After returning to the Ten Nations Continent, he didn’t return to Great Xia to report. Instead, he directly came to the ownerless land of Great Wei.

Back then, Zhou Shu seemed to have prepared a backup plan. The people who had returned to the Ten Nations Continent with Sun Gongping had all hidden their identities and secretly developed their strength.

When Sun Gongping left the Demon Realm, he was already a second-rank martial artist. On the Ten Nations Continent, he was definitely an expert.

With his strength, he quickly made a name for himself in this ownerless land. Now, he was already an overlord here, and his cultivation had successfully broken through to the first rank of the Martial Dao after countless battles.

In the past, even if a first-rank martial artist at his age was not unprecedented, they were definitely a genius.

But now that the grotto-heavens had appeared, first-rank martial artists were aplenty. They wouldn’t attract much attention at all.

Sun Gongping was now staring blankly at an invitation card in front of him. Hero invitation? Giving connate divine weapons to those fated… Why does it sound like Old Zhou?

I wonder how Old Zhou is doing now.

Killing intent flashed across Sun Gongping’s eyes. Damn the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven. Sooner or later, I’ll come knocking on your door. I’ll let you know that if you dare to touch my brother, I’ll skin you alive!

Sun Gongping picked up the hero invitation. No matter who created it, he would definitely go!

…

In another place, a fourth-rank martial artist was covered in blood and surrounded by corpses. He supported his body with a broken sword and held an invitation card covered in blood in his other hand. A smile appeared on his face, but his mouth was full of blood, so it looked rather scary. A connate divine weapon is mine!

…

In a quiet place with beautiful mountains and rivers, a first-rank martial artist who had been famous for many years was sitting cross-legged in his bamboo house with an invitation card in front of him.

Connate divine weapons? Inviting all the heroes in the world? How arrogant.

Now that the grotto-heavens have appeared, I have no choice but to fight for it. Looks like I have to show myself again.

…

Such scenes were happening everywhere.

The people who received the invitations were famous experts, unknown martial artists, and even ordinary people who had never cultivated the Martial Dao.

No one knew the principles behind these invitations, nor did anyone know who had sent them.

Everyone who received a hero invitation received it differently.

Countless people were enraged because of the hero invitations.

In any case, there was no signature on the hero invitations. Whoever obtained one would have a chance to obtain a connate divine weapon.

Who in the world didn’t know what connate divine weapons meant?

Zhou Shu probably didn’t expect that he would almost cause chaos in the world after getting Shi Changsheng to send out the hero invitations.

Later, it was only due to the various grotto-heavens and nations jointly suppressing this matter that chaos didn’t really happen.

But the news of the hero invitations had already spread.

All the martial artists who heard about it, even if they didn’t obtain a hero invitation, were prepared to go to the Treasure-Distribution Rock to try their luck. What if?

…

On a cliff on the shore of the Endless Sea…

A dozen or so people were standing together and seemed to be discussing something.

“Everyone, do you know what kind of place the Treasure-Distribution Rock is?” a middle-aged man asked.

The middle-aged man was the man surnamed Zhang from the Xuande Grotto-Heaven who had stopped Zheng Chengan and Tang Qianluo from fighting to the death.

The Xuande Grotto-Heaven was one of the sixteen grotto-heavens that still existed. It wasn’t too strong, but it wasn’t too weak either.

“Someone is deliberately mystifying things. Can’t you tell?” Tang Qianluo snorted coldly, looking like the entire world owed him.

“I suspect that some grotto-heaven with ulterior motives wants to muddy the waters to benefit!” Tang Qianluo looked at Zheng Chengan. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell who he was referring to.

Zheng Chengan rolled his eyes. Compared to Tang Qianluo, he was in a good mood. Last time, he had made a fortune. Compared to a certain fellow who had suffered a huge loss, he was complacent. “Old Tang, say what you want. So be if you’re suspecting me. This matter definitely has nothing to do with our Sima Grotto-Heaven. As for whether you believe it or not, I can’t control it.”