Far away, faint disturbances of spiritual energy came from the horizon. Then a large swarm of black dots appeared in everyone's sight.
On closer counting, more than fifty cultivators were slowly approaching. Though they were not moving fast, they radiated an oppressive presence.
Yan Ziyi was straightforward and charming by nature. She felt very uncomfortable talking with her elder brother and Sister Yin, so she struck up a conversation with a local rogue cultivator beside her. With her beauty and sweet tongue, most cultivators would not turn away a female cultivator like her.
"Senior brother, we're cultivators from far away, here to travel and see the sights. We never expected to encounter something like this.
"Are large-scale clashes like this common in the Lizhi Sea?"
The cultivator chuckled. "Miss, you're overthinking it. If clashes like this happened often, the Lizhi Sea would become a dead sea within a few years, without a soul left.
"They're only occasional. Most disputes are personal grudges between cultivators. I've been in the Lizhi Sea for over ten years, and this is my first time seeing anything like this. There are underlying reasons for it, not simply a love of fighting."
Yan Ziyi smiled charmingly. Proud though she was, she had quite a knack for building rapport.
"Senior brother, we've only just arrived. Could you clear up our confusion?"
The cultivator glanced at the people behind Yan Ziyi. He knew they were experts from another region: two in the natural realm and two in the Profound Connection realm, undoubtedly elites. It was best not to offend people like these. When away from home, making more friends and inviting less trouble was the surest recipe for survival.
"Heh, you're new here, so you don't know the secrets behind it. As they say, without wind, there are