Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

Could it be that after death, these people truly returned to the embrace of the so-called gods, completely ignoring the natural cycle of heaven and earth? Yun Yue felt that this country was becoming increasingly mysterious. What kind of existence could have established such a country?

In addition to feeling mysterious, Yun Yue also felt a little curious, as these were things he had never experienced before.

However, the old man's information was very limited. After all, Gaogou County was on the edge of the country. It was not wealthy, nor was it a large county. It was not even self-sufficient and had to rely on caravans from outside. It was a very ordinary and poor county.

Yun Yue didn't want to know the news thoroughly from the beginning. The world outside was really different.

The more he looked, the more curious he became. How on earth had that god managed to spread his faith so far, to have such fanatical followers in such a remote place? But as far as he knew, this world should belong to the heavenly court. Why didn't they bring this place under their control? Was it because they were unaware of it, or were they just condoning it? He didn't know.

The deeper the night gets, the stronger the wind gets. The howling wind rings in the ears like the howling of ghosts and wolves, making people feel a little uneasy.

Yun Yue frowned while dozing off, and slowly opened his eyes in the dark, feeling the vibration of the ground and the subtle sound of horse hooves trampling the ground.

Someone is coming.

There were a lot of people, perhaps fifteen or sixteen. From Yun Yue's perspective, a flickering flame appeared on the wasteland, flickering in and out. Perhaps the wind was too strong, and the flames extinguished and reignited over and over again.

It can be seen that the target is not them, but everyone on this road.

The old man beside him was also awakened, and he drew a broken sword from his waist. How could anyone who dared to walk in the wilderness be a good person?

He was surprised that the rich young man in front of him also noticed something strange.

"They're intercepting the road. It seems the rumors are true. It's really strange. If they were going to rob someone, they should have gone to one of the wealthier counties. What are they doing in this impoverished Gaogou County?"

Yun Yue wasn't surprised: "Wealthy cities are well-guarded, and as you said before, the wealthier the city, the more fanatics it has. These people are really... reckless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out.

The speed was so fast that the old man only felt a flash before his eyes, and Yun Yue had disappeared from the spot, with the echo of his words still lingering in the air.

Because the group of fanatics who were praying devoutly took action the moment they heard the sound of horse hooves and the leader wielding a knife to kill people and plunder food and property. They grabbed everything they could get their hands on, such as sticks, stones, shoulder poles, etc., and rushed towards the group of bandits fearlessly.

The ordinary people had different ideas from this group of fanatics and ran back one after another.

"Nobody's getting away!!" A loud voice echoed through the air as a burly man with a face full of scars roared from horseback, brandishing his long sword and slashing at the oncoming men.

With a sharp crack, the wooden stick snapped in two, leaving a gaping wound in the chest, from which blood flowed freely. However, the fanatical followers showed no fear; instead, they charged forward once more. A stone struck the horse, startling it.

The burly man pulled on his horse and spat: "You bunch of living dead are like persistent ghosts! Get out of my way!!!"

"Kill them all!!"

Dozens of bandits rode on horseback, trampling people into a pulp and leaving bloody footprints all over the ground as they passed over their bodies.

These men were clearly vicious, especially the burly man with a face full of flesh. He sat on horseback like a raging lion, his long sword capable of cleaving a man in two with a single blow. Blood dripped from his stained blade as he silently watched the slaughter unfold, his eyes devoid of ruthlessness, pleasure, or even the slightest hint of emotion.

He just watched quietly.

At that moment, Yun Yue had covered several kilometers in just a few steps. A sword appeared in his hand. The blade was green, and a tassel dangled from the hilt. This was the magic weapon Su Mu had given to the fourteen of them, and now he was holding it in his hand.

With a swipe of his Qingfeng sword, Yun Yue arrived in front of the bandit's horse. The cries and shouts around him seemed to be fading away, and the environment was completely silent.

The man sitting on the tall horse looked at Yun Yue.

The next moment, the dozens of bandits were torn apart, their heads and bodies torn apart. Figures fell from their horses one after another, and heads rolled everywhere. Yun Yue was no good man, nor was he an ordinary person. He didn't need to use a second move against a group of less powerful bandits.

The burly man with a face full of flesh finally reacted at this moment. He frowned, not expecting that someone like Cheng Yaojin would appear in the middle of the road.

"You...mind your own business." The burly man said, raising his long sword and bringing it down heavily from above.

With a "clang," the long sword in his hand not only failed to strike Yun Yue, but was instead flung away, the blade flying through the air before embedding itself in the soil.

The burly man stared blankly at the knife in his hand, and when he looked at Yun Yue again, he was curious. He didn't even see clearly when the other party drew his knife.

"Who are you?" the burly man asked.

"You're not from Chengguo, are you? Just like the person we met before, it's quite lively. Are you also here to search for the legacy left behind by that one?" The burly man's head moved unnaturally, seemingly not a normal movement, but rather giving the impression of being otherworldly.

"So what if I am? So what if I'm not? I'm still better than a rat who dares not show his true face. Fine, you don't even dare to show your true form, there's nothing more to talk about." Yun Yue swung his Qingfeng sword, cleanly and decisively cutting the man into a shower of blood. Among the blood, he did spot a few blood worms, which, even under the sword's light, tried to escape, but were instantly dismembered.

It seems that this so-called Cheng Kingdom is really not simple, and it also involves the so-called heritage. Could it be the heritage of that god?... Thinking about it this way, it is really possible.

The blood that flowed all over the ground gradually soaked into his feet, and then strangely circled around him without a trace of blood.

Yun Yue didn't sheath his sword, but instead looked in one direction and said, "You've been watching the show for so long, isn't it a bit impolite not to come out and greet them?"

"Such powerful perception!" In the direction Yun Yue was looking, the environment resembled melting paint, and a figure slowly emerged from it. This figure looked very young, somewhere between a teenager and a young adult.

The ink on his body that he used to suppress his breath gathered into a dot of ink in this man's hand, and he pinched his hand to collect it.

"It seems Master needs to revise his methods of concealing his presence; they're far too easily seen through."