The Winged Tiger's flying speed is extremely fast, equivalent to the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. However, its back is broad, and when it is not angry, its fur is smooth and it feels quite comfortable, like sitting on a sofa.

Qin Yi looked at Cang Ziming and asked with a smile, "How big is this mysterious space?"

"It's very large," Cang Ziming replied seriously.

Qin Yi: "..."

Cang Ziming said awkwardly, "We are only responsible for this area; I have never traversed the entire mysterious space."

"I encountered a Ghost Vine Tree before. Has this thing always existed in the mysterious space?"

"Yes, it's been here since I can remember."

Qin Yi squinted slightly, "But isn't the Ghost Vine Tree not originally from Earth?"

"Is that so?" Cang Ziming was surprised, "I don't know about that. It's been here since I was born."

"Then what's at the end of this mysterious space?"

Cang Ziming thought for a moment, "I've never been there, but I've heard that reaching the end leads to the sky barrier, beyond which is the vast starry sky."

Qin Yi didn't ask further questions. It seemed that Cang Ziming was confined to a small corner and knew little; the rest he would have to explore on his own.

...

...

Two hours later, Cang Ziming suddenly spoke, "Qin Yi, we've arrived."

Qin Yi stood up, looked afar, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. He originally thought the village where Cang Ziming lived should be in a valley or something, but unexpectedly, it was on a plain.

Looking down from above, it was no different from villages in the outside world, just larger.

The village was surrounded by fertile fields, and every hundred meters around the village stood a watchtower with people moving about, likely guards.

"It seems something happened in your village," Qin Yi said.

Cang Ziming followed Qin Yi's gaze and his face suddenly changed color.

He saw dozens of acres of fertile farmland destroyed, with two watchtowers collapsed, something he would only notice after getting closer than Qin Yi could see from afar.

Cang Ziming directed the Winged Tiger to fly over and then landed in an open area.

A few men tidying up the aftermath saw Cang Ziming and hurriedly ran over.

"Old Cang, you're back?" The man who spoke was about forty, with rough skin, looking no different from an average farmer, but Qin Yi sensed a strong aura from him; this person's cultivation was in the Golden Core Realm.

Cang Ziming looked at the ruined fields and watchtowers, with a steady face, asked, "What happened?"

"After you left, more than a dozen powerful cultivators suddenly came, catching us off guard, and took away a lot of spirit grass and spiritual medicine. In the end, it was the Village Chief leading us to drive them off."

Qin Yi softly said, "It seems like they were diverting the tiger away from the mountain."

The man who was speaking was taken aback, looked at Qin Yi, and then at Cang Ziming, "Old Cang, who is this?"

"This is Qin Yi. We also encountered danger and lost a Winged Tiger. If it weren't for Qin Yi appearing in time, we might not have made it back," Cang Ziming explained with a wry smile.

The man was filled with shock, bowed deeply to Qin Yi, "Thank you for your assistance."

Qin Yi smiled and waved his hand.

"Qin Yi, this is Liang Gen."

"What Liang Gen, everyone calls me Old Gen, I can't do anything but farm," Old Gen scratched his head, smiling with a simpleminded look.

However, when he saw the destroyed farmland, the smile on his face gradually vanished.

"Dozens of acres of wheat have been destroyed. It looks like you will have to go hunting in a while, otherwise, the food supply won't last," Old Gen said looking at Cang Ziming.

Cang Ziming had a grim face, "Those bastards, if we catch them, they'll surely pay the price."

Qin Yi looked around at the fields, a sea of golden color; all were wheat, mature, and it's truly a pity dozens of acres were destroyed.

"These hateful raiders deliberately destroyed the wheat," Old Gen said indignantly.

"Why? Are you very short of food?" Qin Yi asked.

The land here is vast, and the climate is suitable, so there shouldn't be a shortage of food.

Cang Ziming gave a wry smile, "You don't know. We technically aren't short of food; there are many fierce beasts and animals to hunt in this mysterious space, and one beast is enough for quite a long time. However, we are in urgent need of staple food. Don't be fooled by the pleasant weather, the next moment it could be thunder and lightning, ice hail covering the sky."

"The climate here is unpredictable; in the morning, the sky is clear, by afternoon, there might be a snowstorm. So it's very hard for crops to survive. This year, it hasn't been bad, but now that they've finally matured, they're destroyed."

"Actually, we don't mind, but the young ones in the village have a taste for it. They are the future defenders of the mysterious space, we can't let them go hungry."

Qin Yi sighed, "Why don't you add defense measures around the fields?"

"We are not afraid of fierce beasts; there are watchtowers around, they dare not approach easily. And even if they do, we can fend them off. But humans are not so easily blocked," Old Gen said frustration evident.

"Those hateful raiders come every ten years, rampaging around and then leaving..."

"Old Gen," Cang Ziming interjected to stop him.

Qin Yi nonchalantly waved his hand, "This is my first time coming in; I've heard that there is no shortage of treasures and spiritual items here, so I came with a looting mindset. But I had never known that these treasures belonged to someone else."

"Qin Yi, don't take it to heart; there are indeed a lot of treasures here. Except for those in our village, the ones outside are ownerless; if you encounter them, it's your great luck, feel free to take them."

"But, the medicine garden in the village, it's all stuff we've painstakingly brought from outside to cultivate. They're for the kids to use, some of whom will inevitably go to the sky barrier in the future for protection. That place is near certain death, few survive and return. Every bit stronger they become is a little more security in their life."

"I just hope the raiders don't trouble our villages."

Qin Yi nodded slightly, "I'll tell you, there are a total of two hundred people who came in this time, each with cultivation between the mid to late Nascent Soul Realm. I don't know how many villages you have here. But hoping those people will show mercy is likely impossible. So, I will teach you a defense strategy."

"What strategy?" Cang Ziming asked hurriedly.

"Kill." Qin Yi said with a smile, uttering a chilling word.

Cang Ziming and the others stared blankly at Qin Yi.

"Do you know why these people come in every ten years?"

Cang Ziming shook his head.

"Because of hope," Qin Yi said indifferently.

Cang Ziming and the others looked puzzled.

"It's because you gave these raiders hope. From the first time they appeared, you shouldn't have let them leave alive."

"Every time they come in and go out, they gain a significant amount of natural treasures and treasures, their cultivation advances by leaps and bounds, although it's risky, they managed to live through it and leave. So, it gave hope to those following, making them think wealth is found in danger."

"If it were me, I would ensure that not one of them could leave alive. This way, outsiders would know this place is certain death, and dare not come again."