Only My Way

"My lord, the largest city nearby is [Huayan City], located 220 li to the north. The ruler of that city is the most powerful force in the vicinity—the [Yao Wu Army]. They control twelve cities and nearly a hundred towns, and their ranks are filled with countless experts. Their overall strength is extremely formidable, and almost no one dares to provoke them…"

Hearing this.

Ling Wuyuan, who wasn't quite clear about the actual situation, immediately had a thought:

'Sounds like it's not bad, right?'

'I should be able to find some useful information there, right?'

'…Probably.'

Although he didn't yet know the detailed situation of the surrounding area.

But these guys in front of him.

Really made it difficult for him to raise his expectations.

Even if they weren't very capable, only possessing the strength of the [Qiang Zang Realm].

These guys still had some power after all.

To say the least.

They were at least at the level of local overlords.

However, even they looked incredibly ignorant.

The forces ruling the surrounding area, even if they had some knowledge, it would probably be very limited…

Thinking of this situation.

Ling Wuyuan immediately felt that he might need to first go to that so-called [Huayan City], and after figuring out the exact location of the larger cities there, go directly to the larger cities. It seemed that only in those more prosperous places would he have the opportunity to obtain more useful information.

Then.

Ling Wuyuan then asked a few more simple questions.

"What is this area? Why are there evil ghosts here?"

"Have you ever heard of something called the [News Report]?"

"This place…"

Soon, he got what he wanted to know.

Then, he waved his hand dismissively at the crowd, driving them away:

"Alright, you can leave now."

That was a completely indifferent look.

Even though he could completely judge that the group in front of him was not a single entity, they had been engaged in some kind of extremely fierce fight before. There were even some corpses on the ground that had just been cut down, and even now, fresh blood was still emitting faint heat.

As a cold-blooded guy, he didn't care whether the group in front of him were good people or bad people.

Nor did he have any interest in asking about grievances.

Even less did he have any interest in distinguishing between so-called good and evil.

He only knew that the group in front of him was indeed useless to him now.

So he bluntly told them to get lost.

Seeing that he let them go so easily, and looking at the evil ghost that was still being ravaged, everyone naturally didn't dare to say more, and immediately quickly retreated.

All with a look of being lucky to be rescued.

In this regard.

The bandits were unwilling, wanting to kill the prey before leaving, but they didn't dare to act in front of Ling Wuyuan.

The caravan was full of rejoicing, no matter what, they had at least saved some lives and some goods.

For a time.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

No one dared to say anything more or do anything more.

Because Ling Wuyuan was really visibly difficult to communicate with.

So everyone naturally didn't dare to act rashly.

Fearing that if he was unhappy, he would instantly kill everyone.

It can only be said.

In these aspects.

Ling Wuyuan and the so-called chivalrous people really had nothing to do with each other.

Anyone with a little bit of a sense of justice, looking at the corpses all over the ground, would probably have to ask a few questions, and would never be like Ling Wuyuan, completely indifferent to the truth of the matter.

Not long after.

As Ling Wuyuan's thoughts moved slightly.

Some kind of invisible force immediately extinguished the evil ghost that had long been ravaged to a state infinitely close to collapse, causing it to truly dissipate.

Then.

He looked towards a certain place in the distance.

That was a place about fifteen li away from him.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

"If you don't come out, I'm leaving."

"Or do you think you might be able to sneak attack me?"

That was a very calm tone.

Even when mentioning that the other party might want to sneak attack him, his tone didn't fluctuate.

Still that indifferent look.

However.

After waiting for a while.

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Ling Wuyuan's words didn't get any response.

The entire battlefield ruins were still deathly silent.

Even, because Ling Wuyuan's vitality, or rather, qi and blood, was too strong.

Even those strange movements that would cause strange movements and make people feel uneasy, were all gone at this time, only ordinary breezes still remained.

Deathly silent.

Things can be completely described like this.

Seeing this, Ling Wuyuan didn't say more.

He just took out a dark blue long sword from the [Mystic Sky Vientiane Ring].

Then, he swung it forcefully towards the front left!

In an instant.

Under the action of true qi.

A huge crescent-shaped sword qi immediately flew out at an extremely fast speed!

With the momentum of splitting mountains and opening paths, in the blink of an eye, it directly slashed towards a desolate mountain more than ten li away!!

Throughout the entire process.

Faced with the attack of that sword qi.

The desolate mountain, three or four hundred meters high, didn't produce any resistance at all.

Just like a piece of soft cake, it was easily cut in the middle.

At the same time.

A terrifying figure, shrouded in a faint black aura, also flashed out from inside the mountain at an extremely fast speed when the sword qi slashed into the mountain, staring intently at Ling Wuyuan…

In the other party's eyes, there was a strong sense of fear and an undisguised greed!!

At this moment.

Although he didn't know who the other party was, through the other party's rusty armor, Ling Wuyuan could still easily guess that the other party was an old resident of this place, a general who had died in battle here a long time ago.

"A battle ghost?"

"That's really a rare thing… Well, at least it's very rare in the [White Mist Kingdom]."

"I don't know about here."

That was a bit of curious and emotional soliloquy.

Ghosts, wraiths, specters, evil ghosts…

In this world.

Refers to the same thing.

Generally speaking.

The higher the wisdom and spirituality of a race, the higher the probability that individuals within it will successfully give birth to this kind of thing after entering death.

Of course.

External factors often also affect the actual probability of these things being born.

For example, whether the local environment is suitable for nurturing yin souls, or whether there are any more poisonous and evil things around… All will affect the result.

And the battlefield.

Especially battlefields that have not been processed.

Is one of the places most suitable for the birth of ghosts.

A large number of resentments and tens of thousands of fallen people with vitality and combat power… These things are completely the best resources for ghosts!

Therefore.

The so-called battlefield is often carefully cleaned by the victors afterwards to prevent the birth of strange ghosts.

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