A Tyrant in Magic City

Two days later, after spending two comfortable days at home, Bai Yang finally decided to set out.

Before leaving, he sent Bai Sheng everything suitable for him to practice at his current level.

How much use Bai Sheng would make of it was up to him.

Yang Wu waited for him at the train station. Once they met up, the two of them headed for the Wilderness Zone.

They didn't fight any monsters on the way, focusing only on making good time. Without a hitch, they reached the outpost in Kunshan.

An Zhengxin led a number of his subordinates out to welcome them. The team hadn't changed much since before.

At his current level, Bai Yang's Spiritual Force could support three Primary War God-level slaves.

Apart from An Zhengxin, he wasn't planning to add anyone else for now.

The number of War General-level subordinates didn't matter as much. He had already told them that if they came across someone in the wilderness hovering between life and death, they could save them and take the opportunity to bring in a few more companions.

There was a reason combat teams in the Wilderness Zone usually numbered around ten.

Smaller groups were more convenient, especially since War Gods usually traveled in pairs or went off on their own.

Large groups made too much noise and only attracted swarms of weak monsters, which wasn't worth the trouble.

Bai Yang didn't intend to bring many people this time either. He left Yang Wu in charge of the outpost, where he could also get some practical combat training with other War Generals.

He took only the nine members of the Blood Brake Squad and headed for Magic City.

An Zhengxin suggested that the team avoid following the old subway route and take a straight path instead.

That would save time, bring them into contact with more monsters, and let their enemies' strength increase at a steadier rate.

Bai Yang thought it made sense, so he took the advice.

Monsters liked to settle in human buildings in cities, leaving the areas between two cities relatively quiet.

The monsters they encountered on the way were generally not very strong, but there were a lot of them.

The farther they went, though, the more they could feel the monster population growing denser and stronger.

Bai Yang had been practicing the Mist Shadow Splitting Technique for nearly a month.

His strength had improved rapidly during that time.

Now, every casual thrust of his sword used a move from the seventh layer of the Mist Sword.

Each strike looked ordinary, but in truth it held an unknown number of variations.

It seemed like just one sword strike, yet it encompassed countless possibilities. No matter how a monster tried to dodge, it would still be hit.

He now understood why the seventh layer had thirty-six moves.

They were the key to increasing the force multiplier!

Each move represented one multiplier, and the final, thirty-sixth move represented a force multiplier of thirty-six!

This was far beyond any technique on Earth.

Bai Yang remembered that the first time Luo Feng entered the Immortal Altar, he had achieved a result of thirty-two times.

Though Luo Feng had thought his performance was poor, he had to remember that this was judged by the standards of the entire Cosmic Human race!

In other words, reaching a force multiplier of over thirty at Universe Level was an impressive achievement.

And the original Mist Sword had set that as its goal!

That meant the true Mist Shadow Splitting Technique was at least a legacy left by a Universe Level powerhouse.

He had no idea who had passed it down.

Looking at things now, Bai Yang thought about all the spacecraft ruins on Earth, as well as the monitoring station left by Falling Ink Star.

The Mount Hua Sword might not have come from the Silver Blue Empire after all. Unfortunately, he didn't know the Universal Language.

Otherwise, next time he could listen and find out what those aliens were saying.

So whenever he had the chance, he used his sword technique to kill monsters himself. His force multiplier was gradually approaching seven times.

The ten of them kept making their way toward Magic City. At some point, they seemed to cross an invisible boundary, and the atmosphere around them turned instantly grim.

Many common, weak monsters suddenly vanished, as if they were hiding from something.

From time to time, Bai Yang heard strange sounds coming from the sky.

He thought about it briefly, then realized what was happening and warned them, "Everyone, be careful! We may have entered Magic City's territory.

I can sense flying monsters nearby."

Bai Yang looked up at the sky. Shadows occasionally darted across the thick, dark gray clouds.

Everyone stayed alert, concentrating on their surroundings.

Fortunately, the entire squad was extremely strong.

Perhaps the flying monsters were wary of them for that reason; none of them came down.

They circled overhead from a distance of several thousand meters for five or six minutes before finally choosing to leave.

Once they were gone, everyone breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

The strength of flying monsters couldn't be measured by ordinary standards.

They could attack or retreat at will. Without a Spirit Reader, ordinary warriors really were at a disadvantage.

Bai Yang knew his own strengths and weaknesses. His Psychokinesis had its own advantages compared with Spiritual Force.

But he wasn't a Spirit Reader, and his spiritual strength was always far weaker than his physical cultivation.

Against War God-level monsters on the ground, even if he couldn't win, he could still protect himself.

But against flying monsters of the same level, even if he himself was safe, most of his subordinates would likely be killed or badly wounded.

"Master, please be careful. Many of these flying monsters can live both in water and on land.

"They say they were fish-eating water birds before they mutated. That's why they like to nest atop the high-rises downtown and prey on all kinds of aquatic monsters that crawl ashore.

"There are so many of them that they're practically the tyrants of this place. Sometimes even some dragon-type monsters don't dare provoke them." An Zhengxin explained.

Bai Yang nodded to show he understood. "It really is better to experience things firsthand than just read about them.

"Who would have thought that these birds would be the most brazen creatures in Magic City? I thought it would be either Dragon Beasts or marine creatures."

An Zhengxin added, "There are powerful Dragon Beasts and marine monsters too. But they can't be bothered to pick a fight with these flying creatures. It's not worth the trouble."

"Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. I didn't expect the same thing to happen among monsters. It's lucky they're all part of the food chain. Otherwise, life would be even harder for Jiangnan Base City."

The thought only strengthened Bai Yang's resolve to build a War Base.

Relying on monsters to honor an agreement was no long-term solution.

Once the monsters had flown away, the group picked up their pace.

To survive in Magic City, they needed to find a good place to settle.

There were simply too many kinds of monsters here, and too many of them.

Bai Yang and his group had to find a relatively intact mid-rise building to stay in if they wanted to be safe.

If it was too low, monsters on the ground might sneak in at night.

If it was too high, it would become a target for flying monsters, which wasn't worth the risk.

The group searched the map for a long time before finally settling on a target.

They were now in an area called JD District, with a residential community named Emerald Lake nearby.

A small river flowed right beside it, so drinking water and food wouldn't be a problem.