When Karol, the Rouli God of War, died …
On the west side of Heaven's Moat, in the main camp of the Roulians, a round purple candle was extinguished.
The guard who had been guarding Karol's tent the whole time widened his eyes when he saw the candlelight go out and the purple circle of light dissipate.
"Guards!"
"Your subordinate is here."
"Inform everyone west of Heaven's Moat to retreat! No mistakes! "
"Yes!"
…
The morale of the Roulians' cultivators and soldiers dropped by a third when they received the news of their god of war's death. They obeyed the order and retreated to Rouli. At this point, the west side of the natural moat gradually calmed down.
Meanwhile, the Evil Sky Pavilion flew across Heaven's Moat under Lu Zhou's lead.
The towering heavenly moat was so high that its peak could not be seen.
Halfway through the flight, the wind and snow filled the air, and the temperature plummeted.
The cold wind was like a knife, constantly destroying everyone's Protective Upstanding Energy.
Pan Litian had crossed Heaven's Moat before. He had enough experience in this.
He casually deployed his Stellar Qi to block the endless wind and snow. He said loudly, "I've tried it at the Southern Natural Moat. That's a height that's impossible to surmount. This place was still acceptable. When we reach the top of Heaven's Moat, gather together and take turns to use your Stellar Energy. "
The collective strength naturally far surpassed that of an individual.
Mingshi Yin asked, "How did these Roulians get here?"
Pan Litian said, "There are three ways. The first way is to go around the north. The second way is to use a flying chariot. The third way is to dig a cave in the middle of Heaven's Moat. Unfortunately, there were frequent wars, so it was gradually blocked. "
"I'm enlightened," Mingshi Yin said.
As they spoke, the sound of the wind grew louder.
Everyone raised their heads.
"This old man will resist first!"
The Golden Gourd Bottle shone brightly. His Five-leaf avatar flew up. His cone-shaped golden energy pushed against the wind and snow like a waterfall as he ascended Heaven's Moat. The others followed closely behind and flew up together.
Then, everyone took turns activating their avatars.
Little Conch's avatar, on the other hand, was stuck at the Ten Worlds stage. She could only follow Lu Zhou with difficulty.
In front of a high-level cultivator, her speed really couldn't keep up.
Conch showed a troubled expression.
"Junior Sister, let's go!"
"Junior Sister!"
"Haha … Little Junior Sister, take advantage of the fact that Little Junior Sister hasn't become strong, and get along well with others! Let me help you! "
Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, Si Wuya, Little Yuan 'er, and the others conjured energy to block the snowstorm.
"Thank you, Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters!"
Conch sighed in relief.
At the same time, he made up his mind to become stronger in a short period of time.
To the north, at the end of the Heaven's Moat, there were mountains and rivers that could not be seen clearly … To the south, it was impossible to see how high the Heaven's Moat was. It was like walking on the back of a tall mountain.
The mountains and seas were boundless, and the wind and snow were everywhere.
It was the same for all four seasons of the year.
Finally, the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion reached Heaven's Moat and landed.
Looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers.
Lao Ai had already arrived at the top of the natural moat. He sat down and watched, like a giant lion that had been petrified.
Lu Zhou praised, "You'll rise to the top and look down on all the other mountains."
"Good poem, good poem!"
Mingshi Yin applauded.
Duanmu Sheng turned to look at Mingshi Yin, who immediately shut his mouth.
Although he was a Seven-leaf cultivator now, when he remembered his Third Senior Brother was only a Four-leaf cultivator after severing his lotus, he immediately lost his temper.
Duanmu Sheng turned around and said, "Good poem."
"???" Mingshi Yin.
Pan Litian said, "Rumor has it that you only have your cultivation base, but you're all brawn and no brains. Now that I look at it, it's all slander. This poem is peerless! "
Si Wuya turned around and asked, "You know poetry?"
"I only know a little."
"…"
What are you bragging about? He was speechless.
After admiring it for a moment, Lu Zhou said, "Let's go down Heaven's Moat."
Everyone nodded and leaped down the chasm, heading downwards.
After a while, everyone descended from the mountain.
Lu Zhou landed and said, "Apart from Conch, the rest of you will split up and search … If you encounter any danger, protect yourselves first."
"Understood!"
Everyone dispersed and flew toward the west side at a low altitude.
Without the Roulians and Lou Lan stationed here, the west of Heaven's Moat became peaceful and quiet.
…
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
East of the bottomless abyss, north of the natural moat.
Cloud Rage River spanned across the entire continent.
Many villages were built along the river.
Guluo Village.
An old Rouli man was explaining the situation in the village to a man dressed in fine clothes.
"Sir, there are more than 20 children around the age of ten in the village this year. They're all very obedient. Please take them in. They'll surely become Rouli's greatest cultivators and bravest warriors. "
The man in fine clothes shook his head and said, "I've seen their potential. They're not suited for cultivation. Do you have any recommendations for other children? "
"Sir, what do you think of the older children?"
"I've seen the older ones a few years ago … Forget it, I'll go to the next village." The man in fine clothes was about to leave.
At this moment, two young men in the village were chasing a young man dressed in tattered robes back to the village with sticks in their hands.
"Ah Hai, stop looking. Move your things back, and I won't beat you up today," the young man, Ah Dong, said.
"Don't even think about running away … It's a mess out there. You'll only starve to death if you go out like this. "
The two young men would occasionally make fun of the young man named Ah Hai.
The man in fine clothes glanced at him and asked in confusion, "This is?"
The old man said, "Sir, this is a slave from Guluo Village."
"Slave?"
The old man waved at Ah Hai. "Ah Hai, come here …"
Ah Hai put his things down and walked over.
The man in fine clothes scrutinized Ah Hai. When he saw the wounds on Ah Hai's body and the hostility in Ah Hai's eyes, he said, "Great Yan?"
"That's right. Guluo Village often captures Great Yan people as slaves. This animal is strong and tenacious. Ordinary Great Yan slaves would've killed themselves a long time ago. I'm surprised he's able to last until now, "the old man said.
The man in fine clothes waved his hand.
An energy blade sliced Ah Hai's shirt.
There were clear wounds on Ah Hai's body. Terrifying veins covered his chest.
"He has a good aptitude and talent … Alas, he's not from Rouli." The man in fine clothes sighed and shook his head.
Ah Dong smiled and said, "Heh, I didn't expect Ah Hai to be a talent for cultivation."
The old man shook his head. "Alas, he's from Great Yan."
A thought flashed through the man's mind and he said, "It's not impossible …"
The old man remained silent.
He seemed to understand the man's meaning.
Nurturing powerful men from Great Yan to kill Great Yan … Such a method had existed since ancient times.
How could Ah Hai not understand this?
In Guluo Village, he only suffered physical pain. If he endured it, he would eventually find a way to escape.
However, if he fell into the hands of cultivators, he would be doomed eternally.
Without a second thought …
Ah Hai turned tail and ran!
Ah Dong sneered. "Running again. Did you see that … Great Yan people are as stupid as pigs. "
He raised his hand and whistled.
The strong men and the wolf dogs ran out of the village.
Ah Hai, who was already injured and could not walk, could not possibly escape.
Whoosh!
Someone raised a slingshot and fired.
Bam!
The slingshot landed on Ah Hai's leg.
Ah Hai sprawled on the ground. Several villagers swarmed him and kicked him.
Ah Hai hugged his head and said nothing.
For some reason, he found this scene familiar.
Whenever he tried to recall, his mind was blank. He could not remember anything.
Life was a cycle.
If he did not seek change, it would repeat itself.
The man in fine clothes raised his hand. "Stop."
"Ptooey! Great Yan people are all lowly wretches."
The villagers of Guluo Village stopped what they were doing and retreated.
The man in fine clothes walked over and said, "You'll kill him like this."
"It's good that he's dead. Haven't we Roulians been bullied by Great Yan? Out of ten people in my family, six died under Great Yan's iron hooves. How many of us died when that dog of an emperor, Yong Shou, marched west? Killing him would be letting him off easy! "
"That's right! That's letting him off easy! He'll be a slave in Guluo Village for the rest of his life. When he dies, he'll be cut into pieces and fed to the dogs. "
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