This demon-hunting expedition into the Border Wasteland had ended somewhat like a tiger's head and a snake's tail.
Before setting out, Jiang Wang had wanted to test how far he could venture into the Border Wasteland alone, with nothing but his sword. He had intended to set foot in the Life Forbidden Zone, but he was blocked before reaching two thousand seven hundred li and had no choice but to turn back.
Some change had already taken place in the Border Wasteland, yet Jiang Wang still knew nothing of it.
Had he not gone two thousand six hundred li into the Border Wasteland and encountered eleven Divine Presence-level combatants in succession, he might still have thought the Border Wasteland peaceful.
What impression did people have of the Border Wasteland?
It was the front line where the Human Race fought the Devil Race, an exceedingly dangerous battlefield where countless stirring and tragic tales unfolded, jointly guarded by the two great powers of Jing and Mu...
And beyond that, there was nothing.
For those who had never set foot in the Border Wasteland, all their sentiments were too distant.
Judging by the density of Demonic Beasts he had encountered this time, Jiang Wang found it difficult to imagine what the scene would be like if a true Demon Tide broke out.
And how had the Demon Tides in history, those disasters worthy of being called calamities, been shattered by the sages of old?
From Tu Hu's conduct, Mu Kingdom surely knew something about the changes in the Border Wasteland... But what was it? Did Qi State know about these changes occurring in the Border Wasteland?
Were such powerful Devil Race combatants flooding the area before the Life Forbidden Zone a sign of a new Demon Tide? Or was some powerful Devil Race