In the world of cultivation.
Strength reigned supreme.
When the City Enforcement Team came here, they would very likely have thoughts of lining their own pockets.
If the Immortal Market truly descended into chaos, and some innocent cultivators died miserably at the hands of the City Enforcement Team,
then it would mean that the dark side of the cultivation world had finally unveiled its cruel face before He Song.
Ever since He Song had transmigrated here,
everything he had experienced had actually been fairly peaceful.
Though he had encountered two disasters of no great or small magnitude,
the sight of the cultivation world devouring people had never appeared before him.
Cultivators fought against Heaven for their lives.
Fight!
Seize!
Plunder!
Take!
That was the main melody of the cultivation world.
For the past ten-odd years, He Song had remained within the Immortal Market and had little contact with cultivators from outside.
Though he had already been cautious enough, He Song did not truly know just how dark the hearts of outside cultivators could be.
His departure from the Immortal Market this time
was only due to the caution in his heart.
As for whether the City Enforcement Team would truly act in such a manner, He Song merely harbored some suspicions.
But,
if news truly spread that innocent cultivators had died miserably at the hands of the City Enforcement Team, He Song felt that he would likely need to be even more cautious in the future.
The human heart was unfathomable.
Only caution
could carry one to the end.
"Forget it. Wei Fan is the only one still in the Immortal Market anyway. The other friends are gone—Zhao Lin has already fled, Meng Guan is in the Immortal City, and Lin Cong went to Qingyuan Immortal City after leaving the