Looking North Town.
At an inn on the eastern side, Bibi Dong had already been waiting for two to four hours.
She sat in the inn's main hall, wrapped up reasonably well.
With a pot of tea and a plate of peanuts before her, she looked no different from an ordinary Rogue Soul Master.
Yet after listening for so long, she had not heard a single credible explanation.
Some said the Ancient Battlefield had become like this because someone had taken away that so-called Dragon Stone.
Then there was another story.
Supposedly, a mighty expert had passed by and casually broken a formation.
Of course, there were even more outlandish claims.
They said heaven and earth were undergoing strange changes in the Ancient Battlefield, and that it would soon cease to exist, so anyone after treasures had better hurry.
Bibi Dong could only shake her head at all this.
The information these Rogue Soul Masters offered was too muddled and too false. Not one piece was useful.
The Ancient Battlefield's suppression had weakened in such a bizarre way that it could not possibly be some spontaneous change in heaven and earth.
To be precise.
Heaven and earth had indeed changed, but that was the result, not the cause.
Yet just as Bibi Dong was pondering this, a familiar voice suddenly slipped into her ears without warning.
Those twenty Gold Soul Coins weren't wasted. The lodging's decent. Now let's see how the food is.
Hearing that voice, Bibi Dong's hand paused for a moment.
It was that boy.
Why was he here?
On second thought, it made sense. The Northern Frontier Ancient Battlefield was a place to hone killing intent. Since he intended to visit Slaughter City, coming somewhere like this to get some practice first was reasonable enough.
But none