The setting sun was blood-red, its lingering light spilling across the vast, boundless lands of Yulan.
After three years of ruthless purges, the unrest within the Klan Empire finally came to a complete end.
The last bandit force to occupy a region and commit countless atrocities had now been wiped out by Shi Hao.
These bandits were no ordinary outlaws; their foundations were exceptionally solid.
Five veteran Warriors of the Ninth Rank held command together, with a Ninth-Rank Magus overseeing everything.
Relying on their powerful cultivation, they occupied the wilderness, plundering villages and towns, slaughtering civilians, and running rampant without restraint. They were the most entrenched and savage source of turmoil within the Klan Empire.
Countless local authorities and repeated campaigns by the imperial guard had all failed, even costing the lives of many high-ranking officers and soldiers, leaving them helpless.
Yet this formidable lineup, powerful enough to overwhelm several prefectures, amounted to nothing in Shi Hao's eyes now.
He had long since reached the warrior of the ninth rank peak, tempering his body to the mortal limit, impervious to all arts and indestructible as diamond.
In battle, Shi Hao used no martial techniques or secret arts, relying solely on his domineering body, powerful enough to crush heaven and earth.
Combined with the momentum of heaven and earth he had comprehended through three years of bloody warfare, every punch carried the terrifying power to shatter mountains and split the ground.
The force of his punches shook the surrounding wilderness. His flesh met magic head-on, his brute strength crushing every Martial Dao move.
In a brief exchange, the five Warriors of the Ninth Rank and the Ninth-Rank Magus were utterly overwhelmed and killed before they could even unleash all their trump cards, without the slightest room to resist.
The dust settled,