Everything had happened too quickly.
Not to mention Chou Wanli’s group who were involved in the fight, even the bystanders were stunned as they stood with lost expressions. After a long time, shock passed through their eyes.
As they looked at the green-robed cultivator standing in the bloodbath, three words shot through their minds – decisive to kill!
Chou Wanli never had a chance to strike again after missing his first attack!
“This man’s personality is indeed rather suited for roaming in the ancient battlefield. What a pity…” A cultivator in the crowd shook his head.
“With Chou Wanli dead and the Four Mounted Bandits’ vengeful personality, this group of people are bound to be tormented to death unless they look for some major sect in Xuantian City to back them up.”
“Although sects of the top factions do not fear the Four Mounted Bandits, there’s no need for them to get on bad terms with the Four Mounted Bandits just for these people. There’s no sect that will want to take them in.”
On the long street, Su Zimo’s expression was calm as he turned around and said softly, “Let’s leave this place first.”
Ji Chengtian and the rest nodded.
By now, they had realized as well.
In the ancient battlefield, in Xuantian City, there was no room for logic or rules – this was a world where the fittest survive!
A cruel place filled with bloodshed!
The streets were filled with bloodstains that were still wet, as though telling everyone that a massacre had just happened.
Battles could happen at any moment and other cultivators would just watch the show with no intention of helping.
Showing weakness at a place as such would only cause their enemies to take advantage of them!
The crowd on the street gave way as the cultivators looked at Su Zimo’s group as though they were looking at dead people.
Right now, the most important thing for Ji Chengtian and the rest was to find a place to settle down for the night so that they could recover their energy and heal their injuries.
The well-preserved buildings in Xuantian City were long taken over by many factions and cultivators, leaving only a few precarious buildings that were on the verge of collapsing.
After walking for a while, Su Zimo’s group found a dilapidated mansion on the street corner.
It was not exactly accurate to call it a mansion.
After all, the walls around the mansion had already collapsed, leaving behind only some broken walls. The courtyard was overgrown with weeds and the few houses remaining were in shambles.
“Let’s rest here for the night.”
Su Zimo knew very well that they would not be able to find a good place even if they were to continue searching. Furthermore, Ji Chengtian, Leng Rou and the others were thoroughly exhausted and it was unsuitable for them to carry on outside.
“Bro, take a rest first. I’ll head out for a stroll and find out more about the background of Xuantian City,” Little fatty closed in and whispered.
“Alright, take care,” Su Zimo nodded.
Little fatty had cultivated body tempering techniques before and was much stronger than Ji Chengtian, Leng Rou and the others in terms of physique.
Furthermore, he looked chubby and friendly. Tactful in his ways and alert, Su Zimo was not worried about little fatty’s safety.
Everyone’s hearts felt heavy in this completely unfamiliar environment.
Even though Xuantian City could ward off the birds, beasts and ancient living beings outside, it could not protect them from the greed in the hearts of cultivators and that was even scarier than the demon beasts outside!
Not wanting to burden Su Zimo, Ji Chengtian and the others wanted to make good use of the time to recover energy and heal their injuries.
Soon, little fatty returned.
“Bro, I’ve asked around.”
Little fatty pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, “There are a few top factions coexisting in Xuantian City. There’s Glass Palace of the immortal sects, Malevolent Earth Sect of the fiend sects, Puppet Sect of the five heretical doctrines and Elixir Yang Sect and Thousand Crane Sect of the four unorthodox groups.”
Ji Chengtian and the others frowned deeply with stern expressions.
Immortal sects, fiend sects, unorthodox groups and heretical doctrines… those were the top factions of Tianhuang Mainland!
If they hadn’t ventured deep into the ancient battlefield, they may never encounter these top factions throughout their lives!
Su Zimo’s heart skipped a beat.
He hadn’t had any interactions with Glass Palace, Puppet Sect, Elixir Yang Sect nor Thousand Crane Sect. However, he dealt with the seven fiend sects a couple of years ago.
Deep underground, Su Zimo encountered a couple of fiend heirs and even killed the heir of Malevolent Earth Sect forcefully despite going against five of them.
To be fair, the Malevolent Earth Sect heir had died unjustly in that fight.
If not for the existence of the spirit lock formation such that the fiend heirs could not unleash their full strength, Su Zimo would have been the one dead!
Now that a few years have passed, Malevolent Earth Sect must have chosen a new fiend heir.
Of course, Su Zimo was not worried of being recognized by those of Malevolent Earth Sect as well.
In that battle back then, the powerful skeleton caused the entire place to collapse with its final gambit. Later on, Demoness Ji mentioned that apart from the two of them, the only ones that survived were the five other fiend heirs.
That meant that no one of Malevolent Earth Sect had seen him before!
Little fatty continued, “Among them, Elixir Yang Sect and Thousand Crane Sects are weaker in terms of strength. Elixir Yang Sect is the largest elixir refinement sect in Tianhuang Mainland with solid roots that trace back to the ancient era. Thousand Crane Sect is the largest talisman sect and they’re the ones that created the most common tool of communication in the cultivation world, spirit cranes.”
Su Xiaoning and Leng Rou’s eyes lit up when they heard the origins of Elixir Yang Sect and Thousand Crane Sect.
If they could join those two sects for cultivation and refinement of elixirs and talismans, they would definitely be able to go further on their cultivation paths!
Ji Chengtian nodded. “Since they’re the unorthodox groups and specialize in elixir refinement as well as talisman making, it’s only natural that they would be comparatively weaker in strength. However, Elixir Refinement Masters and Talisman Masters are bound to be accompanied by strong people.”
Gulping, little fatty said slowly with a stern expression, “Apart from them, there’s another faction in Xuantian City that even those factions would not want to provoke… the Four Mounted Bandits!”
Ji Chengtian and everyone else’s hearts sank when they heard that.
“Are they related to the cultivators at the north gates?” Ji Chengtian asked with a frown.
Little fatty nodded. “The leader of the group of people killed by bro was called Chou Wanli. He’s a competent underling of the Four Mounted Bandits.”
“What’s the background of the Four Mounted Bandits such that even the immortal and fiend sects are not willing to provoke them?” Shi Jian asked.
Little fatty replied, “The strength of the Four Mounted Bandits is definitely weaker than super sects such as Glass Palace and Malevolent Earth Sect. However, it’s said that they are extremely violent and their underlings are all desperadoes.”
“Although Glass Palace and Malevolent Earth Sect can definitely come out victorious in a battle, they would have to suffer huge losses for sure. That’s the reason why the Four Mounted Bandits and the few top factions are currently in harmony.”
When they heard that, Ji Chengtian and the others were flustered and looked terrible.
This meant that there was a high chance that they could be killed at any moment inside Xuantian City for offending such a faction – it was even more dangerous inside the city than outside!
Little fatty remarked, “Bro is not entirely to blame for this matter as well. The Four Mounted Bandits are in the business of killing and robbing others to begin with. For cultivators that pass through the north gates, if they are weak or have no background, it’ll be difficult for them to survive.”
“This is a group of vicious and villainous people who take joy in killing others. Even if you hand over all the treasures in your storage bag, it’s not guaranteed that you will walk out alive!”
At that point, little fatty sighed. “I heard that there has already been a thousand cultivators who have died in the hands of the Four Mounted Bandits over the past month.”
A cold glint flickered through Su Zimo’s narrow gaze.
