475

The borderlands were thoroughly pacified, with Liuren's deterrent presence, no one dared to stir up trouble anymore.

These past few days within the Holy City have been peaceful.

Unlike the old beggar, Liuren was not one to sit still—perhaps it was the violent streak in his bones that caused mischief, for every few days he would venture deep into the borderlands to seek the ill aura of the strongest Flesh Mountain, often battling until the sky cracked and the earth shook.

The bathhouse combined with Huazi's product easily allowed strength to soar to new heights, and any epiphany would surely be followed by a trip to the borderlands to test against the Flesh Mountain.

In recent days, there have been no cultivators guarding the four battlefields at the borderlands. The methods of the Vice Leader of the Eastern Sea were too powerful, a single death there could wipe out an entire group of Flesh Mountains.