"Moyang knew what she was going to say. He let out a soft sigh at that, a trace of bitterness appearing on his face, and said, 'For others, perhaps that is the case, but for us, I'm afraid most of the time we are simply viewed as prey.'"
After all, among the three of them, Moyang—who had the highest cultivation level—was only at the Creation Realm. Although he was just a hair's breadth away from the Immortal Realm, goodness knows how long it would take to cross that tiny gap; it was a complete unknown.
Xuanling and Lv Xiyue also understood the implication behind Moyang's words, and both fell silent immediately. All they could do was be as careful as they possibly could; otherwise, in a place like this, they could end up dead in the wilderness at any moment.
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