All the dust has settled.
Shen Hex looked outside the island, seeing no one left, he shook his head helplessly.
He transferred the hunting ground to this South Sea Cultivation Realm, and it's already been sixty-five years.
In sixty-five years, although he had slain many Demon Cultivators, they were all just a few big fish and small fish, the gains were there but not significant, and it did not fundamentally affect the situation in the South Sea.
The reason is simple: those he couldn't handle, he avoided.
Ever since he killed a Demonic Nascent Soul of genuine lineage, the name Martial Madman and Three Calamities Blade Demon spread throughout the South Sea, resulting in these Demon Dao cultivators becoming cautious, either hiding or gathering tightly together.
The former were hard to find, and the latter hard to attack, so all he could do was guerrilla warfare everywhere.
Therefore, his hunting results over these decades were not significant.
