Jiugong Mountain was located in Si Province.
The province originally enjoyed harmonious winds and timely rains, but ever since the seal on Jiugong Mountain had started to loosen, it had been beset by continuous calamities, and there was a great multitude of people fleeing from disaster.
As Zhong Shenxiu passed through several villages, he found them all deserted, with only a few pheasants leisurely strolling around, pecking at insects to eat.
There were even some covertly operating sects among the displaced people, starting to stir up trouble.
"The world once in chaos, all manner of demons and ghosts come running out..."
Zhong Shenxiu, seeing this, could only sigh.
His escape skill was too fast, and in just a few days, he had rushed to the border of Si Province. All that he saw and heard pointed to a scene of people struggling to survive.
