Central Region, Southern Range.
Xiao Yi continued to stealthily move, silent and unnoticed, like a ghost.
A few minutes later, Xiao Yi suddenly stopped in front of a large city.
Before him was just another ordinary large city.
A region could easily have hundreds of large cities.
Naturally, some lesser-known large cities appeared inconspicuous, with names that people hardly bothered to remember.
Yet, within the large city, there lived a considerable number of martial artists and numerous local residents.
However, now, in Xiao Yi's eyes, this city was a sight of ruin, devastated everywhere he looked.
The city wasn't destroyed.
But the streets he could see were drenched in blood, chaos everywhere.
The corpses of martial artists lay strewn about.
The ordinary residents either lay dead on the streets or were buried in the cracked earth amidst debris.
Traces of battles were everywhere.
