There were no guards in Qingxuan City at this time, allowing Shen Yi to enter with ease.
The moment he stepped into the city and looked around, he saw a scene that chilled his heart.
Crumbled walls and rubble, corpses strewn everywhere, stood in stark contrast to the bustling traffic and unchanged prosperity on the other side. Hell and heaven were likely no more different than this. Indifference was etched upon every living face.
Shen Yi did not know what had happened to turn what had once been a warm town into such a cold and desolate place, or whether human nature had always been this way.
The breeze stirred. Shen Yi drifted through the city like a ghost, concealing every trace of his aura as though he had merged with heaven and earth. The cultivators in the city who had willingly become running dogs fell one after another.
After finishing all this, Shen Yi stopped. Every Qi Refining cultivator in the city had already been brought down by him. Now, only Wang Shangren remained.
"Wang Shangren, come out and meet your death!"
He leaped onto the damaged city wall, his voice resounding throughout Qingxuan City. Countless people stopped and raised their heads, seeing only Shen Yi standing atop the wall with his long hair flying and a battle halberd in hand, radiating a cold, stern presence. They silently sighed, then left expressionlessly, as though none of this had anything to do with them.
A brilliant, dazzling streak of Sword Qi shot out from afar, aimed directly at Shen Yi's chest.
"Hey!"
Shen Yi spun, and his spear radiance swept out like a rainbow. The peerless spear light instantly tore that Sword Qi apart.
In the blink of an eye, another Sword Qi three to four zhang long came slashing