His arrival might disturb this peace. Now that the Gu Worm disaster had been resolved and the Guardian's request fulfilled, he no longer needed to remain here.
Lin Taichu turned, swept down from the mountain gate, and headed toward the distant town.
After leaving Chaotian Gate, Lin Taichu sped along the road toward the nearest town.
The scenery along the way had changed greatly compared with what he remembered.
The mountain paths that had once been utterly deserted were now lined with crops on both sides. Villages could occasionally be seen, the villagers working at sunrise and resting at sunset, a scene of peace and harmony.
He restrained his aura and took on the appearance of an ordinary cultivator to avoid unnecessary trouble.
After roughly half a day, a fairly large town appeared before his eyes. Its walls were tall, and above the city gate were carved three large characters: Luofeng City. Crowds surged at the gate. Most of the people coming and going were ordinary commoners, though there were also a few Cultivators, only their auras were all extremely faint.
Lin Taichu followed the flow of people into Luofeng City. The streets inside were wide, with shops lining both sides. Cries of vendors and voices haggling over prices rose endlessly, making it very lively.
But he quickly sensed something wrong—the spiritual energy of heaven and earth inside the city was abnormally thin, and a faint, strange aura pervaded the air. Though not obvious, it made one feel a trace of oppression.
He circulated his Soul Power, wanting to probe the situation around him, only to find that the Soul Power in his body had become unusually sluggish. His originally abundant Soul Power could now only exert less than thirty percent of its strength.
His cultivation had also been forcibly