"That's way too harsh."
Zhuangzhuang stared wide-eyed.
Chen Yuan just smiled.
Zhuangzhuang is only twelve or thirteen now, and the most he's seen is Beiming State and the Star Moon Sect, never having witnessed particularly bloody scenes.
In the previous life, during the battles between different realms and alien races, the battlefields could stretch across thousands of realms, with the fallen cultivators being counted in tens of millions or even billions daily.
The three walked along and suddenly looked up to see.
First Move Pavilion!
"Didn't expect to find a First Move Pavilion here too."
Chen Yuan was slightly surprised.
Then he suddenly realized.
The closer to the battlefield the place is, the more bustling such gold burning caves and...pavilions become.
After all, war and slaughter are very stimulating to hormones, and most people need women to soothe them.
Chen Yuan led Zhuangzhuang and others inside.
