Loulan!

His gaze swept over the scene. "Who killed these people?"

Zhuang Wu and the others looked toward Chen Feng beside them.

The senior disciple was stunned. He had seen Chen Feng earlier—a mere youth. He actually had such skill?

He looked no more than a teenager. Every one of Zhuang Wu's group was over twenty. Had he killed them?

There were quite a few bandits lying on the ground here. This youth was strong.

But judging by his clothes, he was not a disciple of Heavenly Saint Academy.

"I am Tian Chong. May I ask your honorable name?"

Tian Chong cupped his hands in greeting.

"Chen Feng."

"You are so young, yet you possess such skill. If you joined our Heavenly Saint Academy, you would surely be able to display your talents to the fullest and improve even faster!"

Tian Chong's words startled Chen Feng. Join an academy?

He was a wandering Daoist with his own shop. Why would he join an academy?

Chen Feng did not particularly want to join.

Chen Feng tactfully told them that he was used to being on his own. Tian Chong said nothing further.

Their group departed in a grand procession.

Zhuang Wu and the others, along with Chen Feng, followed behind on horseback.

Chen Feng was not a disciple of Heavenly Saint Academy, but he could still go and take a look at the bandits' main stronghold.

After traveling for some time.

A massive ancient city appeared ahead.

Loulan Ancient City.

It was precisely the place Chen Feng had heard about before.

Looking ahead, he saw an enormous city rising in the distance, surrounded by many smaller cities, though they looked somewhat dilapidated.

After being ravaged by war, this place had become ruins.

The towering city walls still stood. In the distance were