Death… And Me Chapter 2342 Let's Stay Quiet

Chapter 2342 Let's Stay Quiet

"Things look quite lively here..." Rean couldn't help but think when he arrived at Huring. He still remembers Huring's conditions when he left. "How could it be this full?"

Rean could see way more cultivators coming and going, and this was just one city. In the next cities he pa.s.sed by, the situation was the same or even worse. Through his Divine Sense, he could tell that every single city was well above its maximum capacity. There was simply no s.p.a.ce for everyone.

Constructions took place pretty much everywhere as all the cities expanded at a ridiculously fast rate. Rean even pa.s.sed by Yangxi City, one of the cities he visited in the past when his group was still wandering around Huring. That city alone, which wasn't anything that impressive, was now almost three times as big, and it was still fully occupied, with many having nowhere to stay.

Cosec City was no different. Finally, curiosity took the better of Rean, and he came down into the City Lord's mansion. There, he met for the first time the City Lord, some kind of mayor, Trisdoe. Well, even though he was the City Lord, this is Huring Continent, somewhere far away from the Center of the Realm of G.o.ds. His cultivation was only at the Transition Realm.

*Zus.h.!.+*

After easily hacking into all the protection formations of the mansion with Sister Orb, Rean suddenly appeared in Trisdoe's office, much to the guy's shock! "Who are you?! How dare you invade my office? What the h.e.l.l are the guards doing?!"

Rean just smiled before he released a tiny bit of his cultivation so that only Trisdoe would be able to feel it.

Trisdoe's face changed from shock to deep horror. Here in the Huring Continent, someone like Trsidoe doesn't even know what the name of Rean's cultivation realm was, showing just how much higher it was compared to his. "S-Sir, s-sorry for my-my outbursts. H-How can this lowly one help you?"

Rean nodded, not taking it to heart. He is the highest authority in the city, and someone invading his mansion like this was indeed quite upsetting. It's just that Rean didn't need to care about such things at his level in a place like this. He just wanted precise information. "There is no need to worry. I didn't come here to do anything to you."

Trsidoe immediately nodded. "I know, sir. Someone with a cultivation of your level would never need to accept a job of eliminating someone like me. It simply wouldn't make any sense regardless of how many enemies I might have." Surprisingly, Trisdoe quickly calmed down.

"Smart," Rean answered. "The truth is that I'm just pa.s.sing by. However, I have been to this continent a few hundred years ago. Back then, it wasn't anywhere near as populous as it is now. Even the average cultivation level increased by at least one realm. Why?"

Trisdoe was surprised that someone of Rean's level would ever come to an isolated continent like this one, let alone that this was his second time pa.s.sing here. Nonetheless, he immediately began to give a detailed explanation. "There are two reasons behind it, sir. The first one should be quite obvious, the Continental Barrier disappearance."

Rean nodded. "Yes, the living being that holds the entire Realm of G.o.ds on its back seems to have made an agreement with the Divinity Realm experts of the Center of the Realm of G.o.ds. He will not release his power for a while. Naturally, the Continental barriers won't appear."

"What?!" Trisdoe was shocked out of his mind once again. "T-The Realmf og G.o.ds... is on the back of a living creature?!" In fact, he didn't even know what kind of monster a Divinity Realm expert was, either.

Only then did Rean remember that very few people knew about such things. "Just forget it. Even if you know this information, it is not like it can be of any use to use. So, what is the second reason?"

Trisdoe didn't know how to react anymore. Rean suddenly dropped a bomb that he found just too hard to believe. Yet, he couldn't think of a reason for someone like Rean to invent a story like that for someone like him. He tried to calm his turbid emotions once again and continued his explanation. "S-So... the second reason is our Huring Sacred Land's Elements Gathering Weapons."

Rean's eyes widened a little. He was the one who introduced the Elements Gathering Weapons for the Sacred Land, after all. Not only that, but he had given them a better forging method than they could ever think about. Of course, in exchange, he got a lot of benefits from the Huring Sacred Land before he and Roan left. 'To think my weapons could create such a situation...'

Trisdoe continued. "The Elements Gathering Weapons and the Sacred Land's special forging method created weapons that could completely destroy any weapons of the same level. As senior definitely knows, there is a limit to the level of a weapon that a cultivator can hold. If it is too high, they can't use it. That said, holding a weapon for one's own level and breaking higher-level weapons guarantees an advantage in power."

Trsidoe sighed as he thought about it. "Because of that, and especially because of the disappearance of the Continental Barriers, countless experts of the surrounding continents have been flocking into our Huring Continent. Even the Sacred Land is having a hard time managing everything."

"I see..." Rean wondered if it was a good thing to give the method away. But then again, it held no danger to himself. The method he pa.s.sed away was indeed better than anything Huring had before, but it wasn't anywhere near what he himself could achieve. If he were to forge a weapon now, his own would definitely destroy anything of the same level from the Sacred Land. "Oh well, that's their fortune, I guess."

Rean then smiled at Trisdoe. "Thanks for the information. Goodbye." Right after, Rean disappeared from the room as if he had never been there.

Trsidoe sweated cold, feeling like he had just had the scariest experience of his life. 'I... I wonder if I should warn the Sacred Land about this... No, even the Sacred Land would be nothing but a bunch of ants in that senior's eyes. Let's stay quiet.'