“Brother Li, we went to the city today and saw the ruins of a battlefield from thousands of years ago!” Guan Xiaoshun excitedly shared the day’s journey.
“In the center of the city, there’s a broken bridge, and beneath it, the ground is split open with a li long trench.
It’s said to have been made by a Sword Immortal during ancient tis.”
“When we approached the trench, we could still faintly feel the intense immortal Sword Qi within it, so awe-inspiring and supre that it deterred us from getting too close.”
“One sword strike and the Sword Qi lingers for a thousand years… it’s truly astonishing.”
“The cultivators from the mythological era of ancient tis were really incredible!”
“If only we had been born in the ancient tis!”
Guan Xiaoshun marveled, his eyes filled with longing.
In this era, where true immortals have disappeared and the long-lived are extinct, the ancient tis of thousands of years ago shine brilliantly for contemporary cultivators.
It’s said that in that era, true immortals walked the earth, demigods established realms in the heavens, and deities herded souls in the wilderness… there are all sorts of bizarre and mysterious legends.
Every cultivator of this era yearned for that mythological age when the path to immortality was not yet severed.
Li Muyang, however, glanced at the excited border town youth and shook his head.
“If we, re small fry, were placed thousands of years ago, we’d have to run even faster facing that city-destroying Sword Immortal.”
The mythological era was indeed brilliant, but that was for the so-called protagonists and the favored children of the heavens.
Ordinary folks in that era would have fared even worse.
Inside Nanjiang City, Fairy Yu perished, and three forces clashed in battle.
Strong human cultivators, demon kings, and half-demon generals… each harbored their own sches.
But the majority of ordinary civilians in the city didn’t even have the qualifications to enter this deadly ga.
They could only beco a series of cold death count statistics in the aftermath of the turmoil.
Li Muyang had no desire to return to such a mythological era.
Not to ntion that current signs suggest that era was even more dangerous than imagined.
Fairy Yu established a Nanjiang City to protect living beings, and although the group of demons within the city harbored sky-high resentnt, they dared not easily leave the city walls.
The demon king leader like Crimson Fla King would need to steal treasures for self-defense before daring to leave the city.
In the wilderness of that era, who knows what dangers lurk?
Li Muyang’s words filled with despair took Guan Xiaoshun by surprise.
Guan Xiaoshun scratched his head and said, “Brother Li is thoughtful. If we demon cultivators were to go back to ancient tis, encountering a Sword Immortal would indeed an a quicker death.”
Guan Xiaoshun gave an awkward smile.
Li Muyang rolled his eyes: “Stop thinking about all that nonsense, hurry up and finish eating, then let’s get to work.”
……
These outer disciples had just arrived at Demon Sword City today, yet they were imdiately assigned a task.
There was no ti to rest.
But as mbers of the Demon Refining Sect’s Outer Sect, they had to obey orders.
Even if the task assigned was ridiculous, like having these outer disciples search the city for a lost pet dog…
“What kind of precious dog requires so many of us to search for it overnight?”
Under the dark night sky, Guan Xiaoshun and Li Muyang walked side by side through the empty alleys of Demon Sword City, muttering under their breath.
They weren’t the only ones out searching for the dog that night. The Demon Sword City’s garrison and the city lord’s cultivators were also on the hunt.
Almost all the low-level cultivators in the city who could be mobilized were dispatched to search for the missing dog.
Unfortunately, Demon Sword City was too large, and the cultivators stationed there were not nurous.
The many cultivators scattered throughout the vast city were like a drop in the ocean.
Li Muyang kept a vigilant watch around him, saying, “Be careful. Finding the dog is secondary. Staying alive is what’s most important.”
According to a local nad Liu, there were resentful spirits from ancient tis wandering around Demon Sword City, often soul-snatching in the dark.
Hence, ordinary people in Demon Sword City did not venture out at night.
Those who ca out to search for the dog were all cultivators with so level of cultivation.
Moreover, they worked in pairs to watch over each other to prevent being hard by resentful spirits.
Li Muyang wasn’t concerned about finding the dog or the reward offered by the city lord’s mansion, but he was very concerned about his own life.
This wasn’t a ga where you could reload a save after dying…
Li Muyang, holding a lantern, kept a watchful eye in all directions.
The area he and Guan Xiaoshun were assigned to search was completely uninhabited.
The large district was desolate and silent.
Inside those old houses that had been vacant for thousands of years, everything was frozen in ti at the mont Demon Sword City was destroyed.
When Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun pushed open the doors to enter, they could even see unfinished als on the dining tables.
Like other things in the city, these als from thousands of years ago were frozen in ti from thousands of years ago.
Sohow, an invisible force preserved them and prevented decay.
Guan Xiaoshun tried to move the chopsticks on the table but found that they were as if welded in place, not budging at all.
Guan Xiaoshun exclaid in amazent.
“What a magical city. Ti in this city really seems to have been frozen thousands of years ago.”
Even the als on the table were intact as if the hoowners had just left.
Li Muyang shook his head: “Let’s get out of here. This house is creepy and makes very uncomfortable.”
Li Muyang instinctively resisted entering such houses.
As soone who was afraid of ghosts, seeing these empty, desolate abandoned houses almost triggered his PTSD.
Who knows how many horror movies and novels feature evil spirits jumping out from such places.
Fortunately, although the house was eerie, Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun left safely without encountering any danger.
No resentful spirits jumped out from the shadows.
After leaving the courtyard safely, Li Muyang breathed a sigh of relief.
“Let’s just search around casually. Let’s not enter houses anymore.”
The idea of resentful spirits wandering in the dark was terrifying enough for Li Muyang.
Guan Xiaoshun also nodded in agreent, “Brother Li is right. This city feels creepy.”
The vast streets and houses all maintained their appearance from thousands of years ago.
After nightfall, the view was desolate and cold, and one could almost hear each other’s breathing.
It was like a scene straight out of a ghost story.
Even if Guan Xiaoshun was braver, he was feeling a bit uneasy at this mont.
The two walked side by side on the empty streets, planning to muddle through the search and then return to report that they had found nothing.
But they hadn’t gone far when suddenly ca a sinister and eerie low howl from the shadows ahead on the street.
The howling was fragnted, like that of a mouse.
However, the noise was much louder than that of a mouse.
Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun were startled and imdiately took a defensive stance.
But from the shadows of the street erged a huge transparent rat shrouded in black mist, roaring as it pounced toward Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun.
The giant rat was ablaze with a ghastly green ghostly fire.
The sight of the ferocious giant rat engulfed in flas was all too familiar.
Li Muyang’s eyes widened in an instant.
This… is this the ghost of the Crimson Fla King?
He hadn’t faced him in the ga, and now he was encountering his ghost in reality?!
F*ck!
Without a second thought, Li Muyang grabbed Guan Xiaoshun and turned to run.
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