Once born,
it would attract many grandmasters and even those in the Blood Exchange Realm to make a move.
The Human Race's control over the mountains and rivers is not just talk. It's a world where many powerful demons have been ground into dust throughout rolling history.
"That's about it."
Chen Mu patted his hands, and along the vicinity of the city gate within a few dozen yards, he checked the area back and forth for a while, eventually no longer finding traces of demon beasts of Fifth or Sixth Rank.
By then, the raging sandstorm, as time passed, was no longer as fierce as at the start and slowly began to weaken, although it was still stronger than a few mini sandstorms he had experienced previously, but it had reached the end of its strength.
"Time to clean up."
Chen Mu took a deep breath and looked down.
