A few minutes later:
Chu Qing sat cross-legged before a Fire Pit, while the martial artist who had shouted at him knelt cautiously at the side.
Beside him was a large group of unlucky fellows, all kneeling.
These unlucky fellows were the ones who had yelled at Chu Qing earlier and had even wanted to fight him.
If not for the fact that these people had lit Fire Pits and were clearing the forbidden zone, Chu Qing would have wiped them all out long ago.
"Tell me. What happened?"
Chu Qing spoke.
None of them dared delay, and they swiftly explained the current situation.
It turned out:
Just days after Chu Qing entered the forbidden zone, many human empires had issued orders to besiege it.
For a time, countless martial artists, stirred by the secret inheritances offered as imperial rewards, flooded madly toward the border between humanity and the forbidden zone.
Then, a grand and vigorous war began.
Building Fire Pits.
Nurturing Fire Pits.
Clearing the darkness from the land.
What surprised Chu Qing was that more than a thousand empires under the control of the Divine Court Law Net had also joined the operation.
Over ten thousand empires—or perhaps every empire on the entire continent—had joined this war to clear the forbidden zone.
As time passed, more and more martial artists would arrive at the border.
"A golden age?"
"As expected of a golden age!"
Even though he was living in this golden age, he could not imagine all the empires on one continent dispatching vast numbers of martial artists to the forbidden zone's border. What an immense undertaking. What a colossal operation.
Why had he never heard anything about this before?
How had such a huge operation been settled in merely two or three days?
When I left,