The Dragon Vein struggled silently while Liu Wuji was sitting in midair with crossed legs. He fixed his eyes on the Dragon Vein, and his eyes were filled with excitement.
Nobody knew why he was excited.
The number of cultivators and soldiers who remained outside the Royal Capital was less than a hundred thousand. Compared to previously, it was a mere tenth.
These people were experiencing emotional torment and choice.
They were struck with fear and wanted to run.
But they also understood that if they didn't stop Liu Wuji, the entire Northern Wilderness Region would be overturned.
On a hill.
Daoseeker and the man in the raincoat stood side by side. Both looked at Liu Wuji silently without speaking a word.
Daoseeker was the first to break the silence.
"Liu Wuji seems to be keeping these people alive to feed someone," Daoseeker sighed. Although he knew Liu Wuji's goal, he could not do anything.
