Throughout the battle, which raged within this nameless abandoned watchtower, no one paid it the slightest attention.,To a powerful cultivator, the small nation of Zhuang Guo was inconsequential. For Zhuang Guo's three thousand li of land, Fenglin City was as insignificant as dust. And even for Fenglin City itself, this dilapidated hermitage in the suburbs had long been forgotten.,The beggar suppressed his slightly heavy panting and brought the jade bottle in front of him.。