"Elder Yan, you finally came. Elder Qian can finally breathe a sigh of relief." The old man bent slightly, his tone tinged with the relief of surviving a disaster.
"Elder Qian."
Xu Ping nodded slightly, not indulging in much small talk, and went straight to the point, "I came here to resolve the threat from those mysterious cultivators. Could Elder Qian elaborate on what happened that day?"
Elder Qian nodded gravely, guiding Xu Ping into the nearby assembly hall.
According to Elder Qian's account, the day was extremely perilous, as those mysterious cultivators effortlessly broke through the outer arrays.
The near Fourth Rank array in the forbidden area was almost broken under the attack of a Golden Core Perfection cultivator.
"But eventually, they stopped, only plundering the mines and the market on the outskirts."
"I suppose they too fear our Valley of Ten Thousand Demons." Reflecting now, Elder Qian still felt a lingering dread.
