To the west of Central Continent, along its towering coastline, sea cities stood watch over one another.
Though there were countless sea cities, this place could not compare to the bustling heart of Central Continent. Instead, it was steeped in a far more bloodcurdling, perilous air.
In the sea cities, martial artists hurried about, each one fierce and menacing. Some carried enormous greatswords on their backs; others wore black robes that concealed them from head to toe.
Beyond the sea cities, martial artists flew through the air in every direction. Some were heading out to sea, while others were returning from it.
Those coming back from the Outer Sea in particular were wreathed in bloodlight, clearly fresh from unimaginable slaughter.
Scenes like this could be seen everywhere along the coastline.
This was the Boundary Sea between Central Continent and Qingzhou. Beyond the sea lay the legendary Qingzhou.
On a desolate stretch of coast, Ye Kang, dressed in a long robe, slowly descended onto the beach.
The familiar sea breeze washed over him, and a sense of belonging rose within him.
"So this is Qingzhou. No wonder I've felt more and more at home the closer I got."
After all, Ye Kang carried Qingzhou blood. As his cultivation rose, his affinity for this land would only grow stronger.
He gazed into the distance, quickly sorting through what he knew.
A full month had passed since he left Qiyun Valley.
It wasn't that he had traveled slowly. The two places were simply too far apart; he had practically journeyed from the easternmost edge to the westernmost.
Besides, he couldn't fly wherever he pleased within Central Continent. It had far more He Dao powerhouses than the other continents, and they were stronger, too. Among them were many Old Monsters who had taken part