The Demon Race Runs Rampant

Wang Daoyuan piloted the flying vessel to the mouth of the Wan Chuan River.

Yet the coastal waters near the river mouth were far from peaceful. Demon Beasts were unusually active.

There were especially many fools among the Demon Race, and fighting among themselves was as commonplace as daily meals. He paid it no mind.

Upon reaching the mouth of the Wan Chuan River, all of Linhai Prefecture appeared exceedingly desolate.

When he had left years ago, Linhai Prefecture had been crowded with cultivators.

Cultivators flew back and forth on Sword Flight, and the place had been lively everywhere.

Now, scarcely anyone could be seen. The entirety of Linhai Prefecture seemed empty.

He did not alert the Thirteen Families of Linhai, instead entering the Wan Chuan River Valley directly.

After more than sixty years away, the spiritual energy concentration in North Abyss had indeed risen somewhat.

The spiritual energy concentration in the Skyrend Mountain Range had already reached the limit of upper-grade Fourth-order, and Fifth-order spiritual energy could emerge at any time.

The Demon Beasts were also exceptionally active. Fourth-order Demon Beasts constantly watched from the cliffs on both sides of the river valley.

Wang Daoyuan could not be bothered with them. He merely released a thread of Returning Origin Sword Intent, and the Demon Beasts hurriedly fled far away.

After crossing the Wan Chuan River Valley, he reached the territory of Qingli Commandery.

Wang Daoyuan took out a transmission jade talisman and sent Zhou Luan a message.

He soon received a reply. Zhou Luan was still at Jade Spring Peak and had not gone to the Blood Shadow Headquarters.

He continued westward along the Wan Chuan River. The Demon Beasts in the river were also unusually active, with Fourth-order Demon Beasts frequently surfacing.

By the time he reached Wanchuan