The old man looked up at the sky, then at Ye Li across from him.
Ye Li had a feeling that the person in front of him was already "dead." There was no light in his eyes, and he was only holding on by a thread.
"Good sir, when will this world ever end?"
"When? That's an interesting question. Do you think I can contribute to peace and stability in the world?"
"Are you suggesting we revolt by offering your help?"
"No, let's wait and see what we should do. Nobody knows if there will be a rebellion."
By the way, if you're fleeing, don't go that way; the entire route is teeming with soldiers and bandits lately.
Ye Li pointed out a path to them and left alone.
They were not on the same path; he was heading to the border, and these disaster victims would only be sent to their deaths if they went there.
Perhaps by taking a different path, they can live a little longer?
In June of the year 995 in the Heavenly Stem calendar, after several dozen days of arduous travel, you are gradually approaching your destination.
Along the way, you encountered soldiers who had fled from the borderlands, as well as remnants of the Divine Elephant Army. Most of them looked terrified, their armor and weapons discarded.
You learn from some of the people that not only did the Wolf King invade the Northern Barbarians, but the Horse King also took the opportunity to lead his people to plunder everywhere. You obtained a rough map from them.
Some ill-intentioned soldiers and bandits, seeing your delicate skin, want to use you as food.
[They were all slain by you, not one of them surviving a second attack. Even if they hadn't attacked you, the sheer bloodlust they exuded would have been enough to kill them, allowing the victims to rest in peace.]
[During this process, you feel your strength has increased once again, but because there's no one who can truly be your opponent, you don't know just how strong you are now.]
"Yes, we're almost there. According to the map, there should be a village ahead."
I don't know what's going on inside. Even if it's deserted, at least I can stay in the house for one night.
Ye Li walked through the wilderness, and he seemed no different from the man he had been a while ago.
His clothes had no holes, his shoes weren't worn through, and the sword in his hand looked almost brand new, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Ye Li couldn't explain why, he could only attribute it to the power he had obtained.
With his eyes closed, he could still hear indistinct whispers in his ear.
Every time those obsessive souls are sent back to heaven and earth, there is a chance that some particularly persistent ones will remain.
They will not affect Ye Li, but will only become part of his power, pleading with him to take them to see the possibility of changing the world and ending this chaotic era.
These calls also gave Ye Li strength, making him realize once again that since he was born in this chaotic world and had such abilities, he should do something for the world.
"Bearing their wishes and expectations, now that I have received this power, I will naturally respond to them."
"■..."
There was still some distance to the village when Ye Li stopped.
He smelled it—a strong stench of blood, not just from one person; the number of dead here might be greater than he had imagined.
It was already late, but there were faint lights in the village and a faint fragrance.
Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the things he talked about with the disaster victims along the way made Ye Li realize something.
As night fell, he stopped at the village entrance.
I see something hanging on a tree at the village entrance.
It was a string of skulls strung together, swaying in the wind in mid-air.
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