At first, Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, but after a little thought, he understood the logic behind it. The Heaven Dust Pill—everyone wanted to get their hands on it. Naturally, the cultivators who came here were filled with hostility toward one another.
At a time like this, what distinction was there between righteous and demonic? It was simply naked survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle—eliminate rivals, and one's own chances of obtaining the spirit medicine would grow that much greater.
And so there were one-on-one duels, group beatings, sneak attacks—every imaginable method of battle was used, with no scruples whatsoever.
"A pack of idiots!"
Lin Xuan gave a cold snort, but he also understood that the environment he was in was dangerous to the extreme. He became even more cautious. He had no desire to be dragged into some meaningless battle.
Perhaps his luck was good, or perhaps the strategy of concealing his cultivation had truly worked. In short, as Lin Xuan traveled along, he did not encounter anyone trying to make trouble for him.
In this way, after flying for another half day without real danger despite a few scares, the sun had gradually begun to set. Lin Xuan looked at the scenery before him, suddenly stopped his escape light, flipped his hand, and took out the Jade Slip imprinted with the map of the Kui Yin Mountain Range, sinking his divine sense into it.
A moment later, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve and put the Jade Slip away. A strange look appeared on his face as he raised his head and gazed toward a large mountain not far away.
According to what the Jade Slip said, that mountain was the boundary. Farther south, and one would enter an area cultivators had yet to explore.
Naturally,