Time flew by. It had already been a month since Jiang Liu came out of Abyssal Hell.
During that time, he had no idea whether the Buddhist Sect and Daoist Sect had received Qin Bailian's warning.
In any case, they had fought several times, but neither dared to slaughter people recklessly in towns anymore. Instead, they paired off and fought deep in the mountains and old forests.
However, it seemed that the Buddhist Sect had lost every battle. After the last one, the Buddhist Sect vanished without a trace, and no one could find them again.
The Daoist Sect had clearly fared little better.
After that battle, it had also suffered heavy losses and could only hole up inside its own mountain gate.
Some of the smaller lineages and forces in Kun Province had gradually begun to raise their heads.
Fortunately, Star Cloud Holy Dynasty was now keeping watch from above. No one dared to run wild anymore or commit acts of rebellion like before.
After all, the Martial Division, the Ministry of Justice, and the Ministry of Surveillance were no pushovers.
When dealing with Jianghu practitioners who broke the law and disrupted order, these divisions had always acted harshly, showing not the slightest mercy.
That was because they knew perfectly well that Wind Hall was watching them from behind the scenes.
If they dared to bend the law for personal gain, they would be the ones dealt with.
Jiang Liu exhaled the turbid breath in his chest and sensed the thickness of the Primal Qi within his body.
After cultivating here beneath the Heaven-Veiling Grand Formation for a month, he had gained even less experience than he had from cultivating in Abyssal Hell for half a month.
This discovery left Jiang Liu somewhat helpless.
*Could Abyssal Hell really be