Childhood Friend of the Zenith

Frontline

Some time after the Blood Demon War ended.

This was a place of abnormalities at the edge of Zhongyuan.

The Magyeong Gates appeared in exceptionally high numbers here.

Compared to other locations, the frequency of their emergence was strangely excessive.

Moreover, the amount of demonic beasts emerging from these gates was far greater than in other regions.

The reason? Unknown.

The only thing certain was the disparity between the number of gates and the number of beasts appearing from them.

The Martial Alliance had poured countless resources into researching this anomaly, but they found nothing conclusive.

The mass influx of demonic beasts.

If left unchecked, these creatures could expand their domain, threatening the surrounding regions.

Thus, regular extermination was necessary.

It was an essential task, overseen by the Martial Alliance, ensuring that the threat was contained.

Particularly, the Nine Great Clans and the Four Noble Houses.

Alongside other prestigious sects and families, they took turns managing the frontlines in an organized rotation.

"Move it! How do you expect to hunt properly at this pace!?"
"Pick up your weapons, you bastards!"

Rough voices roared across the battlefield.

The ones clad in light blue martial robes were all warriors of the Martial Alliance.

Among them, a few howled with laughter, their voices tinged with madness…

"So it's those damn Peng Clan bastards."

A member of the current Four Noble Houses.

It seemed that this time, the Peng Clan of Hebei was handling the rotation.

"So it's their turn now."

KRRAAAAAGHHH!!!
SLASH—!

Demonic beasts charged forward, only to be cut down with ease by the warriors.

They were nothing more than Green-Rank beasts—at most, a few Blue-Rank ones.

Hardly a threat.

In fact, being stationed at the frontlines was seen less as a dangerous mission and more as a tedious obligation.

Every time a clan’s turn came around, it was treated as nothing but an annoyance.

The Peng Clan likely felt the same way.

"Let’s see…"

Ignoring the Peng Clan, I scanned my surroundings.

I concealed my presence and silently observed from above.

"There they are."

It didn’t take long to spot them.

"First Blade Division."

The Blade Division of the Gu Clan.

Though the frontlines were managed in rotations, the Gu Clan was based in Shanxi, the closest region to the battlefield.

As a result, they handled most of the frontline duties.

Back when I was younger, I never understood why the Gu Clan shouldered such a burden.