A few days later.
A flying boat slowly glided between the mountains and the wilderness.
It was the height of summer when the mountains should have been lush with vegetation but they appeared desolate and bare.
Looking at the rugged rocks and the haphazardly tall and short mountains, Luo Chen, who had come out for a walk, couldn't help but shake his head.
This was the territory of the Liuguang District already.
Yet the enormous district lacked the celestial aura of the Great River District and Taishan District.
It seemed that the rumors about the Yu Ding Sword Sect digging up this land for its mines and destroying the Spirit Vein of Liuguang District were not false.
The mines were now exhausted.
The Yu Ding Sword Sect had left without taking a single cloud, let alone anything else.
All the local cultivators were left with was this devastated landscape.
"No wonder so many calamity cultivators emerge from Liuguang District!"
