Recalling these, Green's heart turned cold, sweat dripping down and soaking his clothes.
He stood quietly there while the cultivators heading to the Big Cauldron ignored him.
Various groups, upon arriving at the cauldron's vicinity, disregarded the immense pressure it emitted and began to fight fiercely.
In an instant, the sounds of battle rose to a deafening level.
These sounds of fighting, once spreading, quickly enveloped the area as all combatants joined in.
Only a few breaths of time passed, and half of the dozen cultivators who were previously battling fiercely had died.
The remaining half quickly nodded to each other and glanced in Green's direction.
This glance carried a strong warning and a trace of murder.
Seeing Green not moving and standing there, the cultivators shifted their gaze away from him.
Once they looked away, they all stepped towards the cauldron, arriving at its vicinity.
Every eye emitted a heavenly glow, converging on the central cauldron.
