The entire State of Zhao had flown away, on the back of an absolutely, ridiculously large turtle, and with it many of the friends and enemies that Meng Hao had made over the past few years with the Reliance Sect. Once again, Meng Hao was alone, except this time he was filled with even more questions than when he had first embarked upon the path of Immortal cultivation. What was the League of Demon Sealers, and what did it mean to be one of them? Why had they covered that giant turtle with sealing marks to ensure that it would become Meng Hao's Dao Protector? Who was that blood-colored humanoid glow, and how was Meng Hao to advance beyond Qi Condensation and establish his Perfect Foundation? And what in the world was going on with that magic mirror?!
Now that the State of Zhao was gone, there was only one place where Meng Hao could go to find the answers to these questions. It was time for Meng Hao to go to the heart of the vast Southern Domain, and to embark on the path of becoming a true member of the League of Demon Sealers.