The Lancang River rolled from east to west, vast and magnificent.
Along the way, small rivers and streams flowed into it, while branch veins split away and plunged into low valleys and treacherous pits.
Horse Drinking Beach was one such branch of the Lancang River.
Because the terrain was flat and the grass and water abundant, the local Foundation Establishment family—the Li Family, which primarily bred Dragon Horses—used it as their main grazing ground.
Though it had not been deliberately enclosed, most independent cultivators in Great River Market knew this was Li Family territory.
Yet today, Horse Drinking Beach had been dyed red with blood.
Mutilated corpses rose and fell in the shallow mudflats.
All around, cultivators in magic robes eagerly gathered up the spoils of battle.
"They're fucking rich!"
"Yeah. The Mi Family hasn't even existed for a hundred years, yet their family cultivators are richer than our Li Family, which has been passed down for three hundred years."
"A mere Qi Refining Seventh Layer cultivator actually had a Storage Bag. That shows just how much wealth Mi Shuhua amassed through the Mountain Shattering Gang."
"After this battle, though, the Mountain Shattering Gang will become the seventh independent cultivator gang in Great River Market's history to be wiped out."
"Hahaha, I heard the Mountain Shattering Gang's Beast Hall will belong to our Li Family from now on?"
"Shh. Where did you hear that? Don't spread rumors!"
"Mm-hm, I know. Right, where's Brother Li Ao? Why don't I see him?"
"One guy got away. Li Ao probably thought it was embarrassing and went after him personally!"
The last rays of sunset faded, and dusk mist hung heavy.
Within the impenetrable forest, not a glimmer of light could be seen.
A figure staggered onward, unable to tell direction from direction.
"Run!"