"Huh? Why is the cultivation of these juniors disappearing?"
The moment he emerged from the spatial rift, Yuan San sensed that the environment here was quite chaotic.
Many of the younger people's auras were steadily weakening, and they were aging rapidly. Others were fleeing for their lives, seemingly unable to withstand the heat of the Flame Mountain any longer.
As for the greater number who could still hold on, they seemed to be searching for something. Their faces were anxious, their auras fluctuated wildly, and they were restless and agitated. They all looked to be in a terrible state.
This left Yuan San deeply puzzled.
'Looks like that guy really did come here.'
In contrast, Yuan Haotian, who knew of Yang Xiao's bizarre ability to absorb others' cultivation, simply raised an eyebrow.
It confirmed that Yang Xiao was indeed here.
However, despite knowing this, he had no intention of speaking up, lest he create unnecessary complications.
