“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 times.”

    “When we approached the trench, we could still faintly feel the intense immortal Sword Qi within it, so awe-inspiring and supreme 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 times were really incredible!”

    “If only we had been born in the ancient times!”

    Guan Xiaoshun marveled, his eyes filled with longing.

    In this era, where true immortals have disappeared and the long-lived are extinct, the ancient times 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, mere 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 schemes.

    But the majority of ordinary civilians in the city didn’t even have the qualifications to enter this deadly game.

    They could only become 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 mention 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 resentment, they dared not easily leave the city walls.

    The demon king leader like Crimson Flame 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 times, encountering a Sword Immortal would indeed mean 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.”

    ......

    Li Muyang instinctively resisted entering such houses.

    As someone 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 agreement, “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 moment.

    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 came a sinister and eerie low howl from the shadows ahead on the street.

    The howling was fragmented, like that of a mouse.

    However, the noise was much louder than that of a mouse.

    Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun were startled and immediately took a defensive stance.

    But from the shadows of the street emerged 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 flames was all too familiar.

    Li Muyang’s eyes widened in an instant.

    This... is this the ghost of the Crimson Flame King?

    He hadn’t faced him in the game, 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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