Although Yuan Heng’s cultivation was only in the Grain Avoidance Realm, his original body was a golden softshell turtle that had cultivated for hundreds of years. His foundations were incredibly solid; ordinary cultivators of the same realm weren’t even remotely comparable.

When he charged ahead, the middle-aged man in purple and his companions were visibly startled.

Still, it wasn’t that they were afraid of Yuan Heng. Rather, they were worried that if this came to blows, the Gathering Stars Realm Ling Yunhe wouldn’t just sit back and watch!

Conflict was on the verge of breaking out, when suddenly, someone bellowed from deep within Cold Emerald Valley. 

“That vicious creature is far too strong for us!”

“Run! Hurry up and run!” 

These shouts were still echoing through the air when they saw a stretch of radiant light shoot out of the valley.

Six men and three women.

The leader was a man in red. He was tall and stalwart as a mountain, with imposing majesty. 

The group was fleeing at top speeds, and they cut rather sorry figures. It seemed they’d encountered something so terrifying that they had no choice but to flee. 

When they neared the entrance to the valley, they sighed in relief,...