Jinhe City.
A courtyard in the north of the city.
Inside a pavilion.
Clack.
Clack.
Lin Xiwen, who held the black stones in a game of Go against Li Qu, suddenly slammed the black stone in his hand onto the board!
A flash of barely restrained fury crossed his face.
He abruptly rose and looked into the distance.
"Those damned Demonic Dao cultivators!"
"That damned sword cultivator!"
It was hardly surprising that he had lost his composure.
He had just sensed another yin-food bug offspring fall out of contact.
Barring anything unexpected, it was probably the work of the Demonic Dao cultivators who had suddenly begun running rampant recently.
But ultimately, the blame still lay with that Zhao Swordsman who had suddenly come from the Song Kingdom.
Not long ago, word had suddenly come from Canglan City in the northwest of the Yan Kingdom that the Zhao Swordsman, who had met no match among the Song Kingdom's Foundation Establishment cultivators, had settled there.
This immediately drew the attention of many Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Some Demonic Dao cultivators in particular.
For it was said that the Zhao Swordsman had slain many powerful cultivators in the Song Kingdom and possessed an immensely rich fortune.
Naturally, the Demonic Dao cultivators would not miss such a fat sheep.
Thus, recently, Demonic Dao cultivators had frequently been sighted in the northwestern Yan Kingdom, and even here.
These Demonic Dao cultivators had always observed no taboos, and were even more unscrupulous in dealing vicious blows to cultivators with low cultivation.
They refined low-level cultivators' bodies into zombies, or extracted their Divine Souls and refined them into Law Artifacts.
In short, they used whatever means would squeeze every last drop of value from a cultivator.
Even the yin-food bug offspring Lin Xiwen reared inside the surrounding cultivators