Among all the cities, Red Cliff City was at most medium-sized, but it still had a population of several hundred thousand.
The food and supplies consumed daily by the city's residents were far from sufficient if they relied solely on local production. A large portion came from the many villages below, as well as trade with other cities.
Thus, the Sacred Ancestor Road was also a lifeline.
Once the Sacred Ancestor Road was cut off by bandits, Red Cliff City could hold out for at most one or two months before great chaos inevitably broke out.
That was something Zhao Zhenxuan could never tolerate!
This Innate expert had already dispatched several teams to suppress the bandits, yet every expedition had returned with feathers scattered and wings broken, suffering considerable losses.
So far, two Houtian experts had died in battle, dozens of Martial Artists at the Marrow Refining peak had fallen, and the remaining casualties were even greater.
No matter how large Red Cliff City was, it could not withstand such continuous bloodletting.
Wang Chen was startled. "The bandits are that strong?"
"That's right."
Zhao Zhenxuan nodded grimly. "Their leader has Houtian peak cultivation!"
A Houtian peak expert was actually doing the work of robbing homes and plundering travelers?
Wang Chen found it unbelievable just hearing about it.
Even if such an expert could no longer make a living in one place, they could conceal their identity and head to another city, where they would still flourish like a fish in water. Wouldn't that be far better than becoming a bandit?
Could it be for the thrill?
Zhao Zhenxuan gave a very reasonable explanation.
He guessed that the bandit gang harassing Red Cliff City was very likely being supported from behind by another city.
That was not some absurdly strange matter.