A Genius Nearing the End of His Lifespan

Zhou Feng did not waste much time before finding a massive city.

The city had no walls and looked somewhat chaotic, with all kinds of buildings scattered throughout.

Rather than a city, it was more like a settlement.

The moment he stepped into the city, he immediately felt countless gazes settle on him.

Out of place!

Compared to the people here, Zhou Feng seemed utterly out of place.

The people living in Cloud Dream Marsh had all been shaped by their environment, and nearly every one of them was a genius.

Aside from dealing with the threat of spiritualization, they also had to guard against the covetous eyes of other cultivators.

Long ago, slaughter had been the only melody in Cloud Dream Marsh.

After all, killing and plundering were the fastest ways to increase one's strength.

This melody of slaughter had continued for many years. Only after all the mediocre cultivators had vanished did Cloud Dream Marsh gradually become more peaceful.

That was because every survivor was extremely difficult to kill. They were all old turtles with no idea how many life-saving methods up their sleeves.

The cost of killing had risen!

Acting rashly was too dangerous, while the rewards were too small.

It was also during this period that all sorts of methods for perishing together with one's enemy were created.

Naturally, methods for preserving one's life, Rebirth, and substituting death were also continuously developed.

If one viewed the scene from above, one would discover that those watching Zhou Feng all had indistinct auras and wore all kinds of protective armor.

Concealing one's true cultivation, possessing all kinds of life-saving treasures, and carrying talismans for immediate escape were standard equipment.

Zhou Feng, meanwhile, was completely different. Not only did he look extremely bedraggled, but he had practically no magical