Instructor Hu said, "Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint. This world is simply summed up in one word: chaos. The Saint Clan has retreated to the three strongholds surrounding Holy Radiance City, and naturally, the whole world has fallen into disorder. Dragons and snakes rise together, and heroes contend for supremacy. But for true cultivators, it may not all be bad. The shackles of the past have been broken, and the cultivation resources of the world are surging violently. Who knows how many great clans and immortal sects will rise?"
"Master Hu, why is this area a no-fly zone? Even Soul Sensing experts can't fly through the air. Who made that rule?"
A yellow-haired young lad asked.
Instructor Hu said, "No one made that rule. It's just that the world has no rules anymore. In these chaotic times, outlaws run rampant and dragons and snakes rise together. The Holy Court has fallen. Even if a murderer's vengeful spirit blackens the sky like a pillar, who's left to uphold justice? And with the Demon Race running rampant and their abilities impossible to fathom, let alone Soul Sensing cultivators—even Yin Venerates and Yang Venerates won't fly through the air unless they have no other choice."
"People in the sky are natural targets, sitting ducks. With no rules to restrain anyone, anyone in the world could be a bandit or a thief. Unless they have absolute confidence in their cultivation, who would dare take such a needless risk?"
Night deepened. The full moon spilled its watery light across the sky, and the bonfire blazed. More and more people gathered around it, each adding a few words, their conversation growing livelier by the moment.
The little girl was playful, but her energy had its limits. She lay in the Green Robe Knight's