The long-lost sunlight made A-xing squint a little, but the scene that immediately came into view left him dumbfounded. This place was nowhere near where he'd been before, let alone anywhere like a seaside. What lay before his eyes was a barren wasteland, even worse than the place where Old Man Hua had lived. Faced with such a place, what could he say? It was better than being trapped in that pitch-black place with no daylight at all. Exhaling slightly, A-xing also realized that the Five Elders were afraid he would ruin their plans, which is why they threw him so far away.

"What a painstaking effort," he couldn't help but sigh. A-xing then took a step forward, casually choosing a direction and walking away. To him, any direction was pretty much the same now, since they all led to deserted places.

As for Tang Mu and Qing He, although at the last moment of leaving, he turned back and asked a question, he could conclude that the two must have run into trouble. As for exactly what had happened, he couldn't say. From what he knew, the Five Elders would never let them off just like that.

As he walked, he kept thinking about the Five Elders. A-xing wanted to find some other old folks, yet he could find everyone but these old guys. As for the Five Elders, because he didn't know what identities they held now, A-xing couldn't find them either.

"This is really troublesome." He ruffled his hair in frustration. Encountering such things was extremely troublesome, but what could he do? All the troubles began when Qi Yan broke out of the sealing, and he simply couldn't stop these things from happening.

"What a pity for such a good place,"

It's not that A-xing was being sentimental about the state of heaven and earth, but rather he couldn't stand this sort of interference. However, he was powerless to stop these happenings. All he could do was watch these events unfold.

Although not fast on foot, A-xing soon left the desolate area behind and gradually entered human-inhabited places. Seeing people didn't mean the road ahead would be any smoother. Whereas at first he didn't know how chaotic this world had become, now A-xing was well aware.

It was just after spotting signs of human habitation that he encountered two groups of fierce and vicious individuals. As soon as they saw A-xing, they attacked without distinguishing between right and wrong, with deadly moves aimed at him. Faced with such situations, not just people, even Buddha would lose his temper. Although A-xing wasn't someone who thirsted for blood, he didn't hesitate when confronted with such circumstances.

He eliminated those attempting to kill him in a single move. The smell of blood did nothing to quell A-xing's anger but instead fed his remaining bloodlust. To say A-xing wasn't a frequent killer would be an understatement; it had been ages since he'd done such things. Now, forced to kill again, it was something A-xing found hard to adapt to.

Bathed in blood and emanating killing intent, A-xing stepped into this chaos.

After Qi Yan's great disturbance, all order on this planet was completely torn apart; it bore no semblance to its former self. Though most forces were now under the control of the Five Elders, integrating them was a process that required time. Until this colossal entity was fully consolidated, chaos reigned. Moreover, the existence of several slightly weaker factions made the world even more chaotic.

As A-xing ventured deeper into areas with human activity, his troubles only multiplied. But his decisive methods saved him considerable hassle, earning him a small, insignificant reputation. Known figures often attract more problems, so A-xing's troubles kept coming, leaving him no time for anything else.

Frankly, A-xing had nothing in particular to do at this point. He had no idea why he even came here. Initially, his plan was to verify his theories by finding Qi Yan. Now that his speculations were confirmed, he found himself wondering what to do next. A-xing's original thought was, after verifying his suspicions, to find a place to hide until the chaos subsided and then reemerge. But as soon as his theories were confirmed, he realized he couldn't stay uninvolved.

Life was ironic like that; when you wished to retreat from the world, it hardly ever went according to plan. Conversely, when you intended to cause turmoil, numerous people would step in to stop you.

Since leaving that place, A-xing realized he couldn't hide anymore; the Five Elders had already tracked him down. Whether he liked it or not, all the troubles followed him.

After driving away a group of ignorant fools, A-xing finally understood why the Five Elders would release him. They were setting him up, seeking to have others kill him. Clearly, they were scrupulous of some ancient rule, thus resorting to this manipulative tactic.

A-xing's combat prowess wasn't exceptionally strong, yet it wasn't weak enough for these people to kill him. The only thing that could bring A-xing down was the increasing number of people seeking trouble as his reputation grew. As long as A-xing stayed on this planet, sooner or later, he'd perish at the hands of these people. The Five Elders had played their cards well, but A-xing had seen through their schemes. Consequently, aside from killing a few for intimidation, he merely incapacitated others instead.

Even so, A-xing's notoriety as a bloodthirsty fiend spread, and unwittingly, he became known as a ruthless killer, much like Qi Yan not too long ago. While bloodshed could teach people lessons, it only worked in slightly more peaceful situations. When a world was steeped in violence, blood spurred excitement, leading to more frenzy, violence, and greater proficiency in destruction.

A-xing's ill repute was like a cracked egg drawing flies, each vying for a piece of him. He finally understood the nature of hardships. He still couldn't comprehend how Qi Yan once handled such a situation where everyone was after him.

Oh, maybe a bit wrong. Qi Yan back then went around attacking others, not the other way around.

Regardless of Qi Yan's past predicaments, A-xing's current one was equally troublesome, and he knew he couldn't avoid it. Having already entangled himself in this vortex, everywhere he went, someone followed, reporting his whereabouts, leaving him as exposed as an open book. This transparency left A-xing feeling terribly low, but what could he do?

A-xing couldn't find words to describe his current life; he only longed for a quiet place to rest, no more than that.

Overhead was the blazing sun, while in front were people with predatory gazes. Just a look at their murderous expressions revealed to A-xing that they again came to cause trouble.

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