Mo Yang knew what she was going to say. He sighed softly, a bitter expression crossing his face as he spoke, "For others, perhaps that is the case, but for us, I fear that more often than not, we are simply viewed as prey."
After all, among the three, Mo Yang had the highest cultivation base at the Creation Realm. While he was only a hair’s breadth away from the Immortal Realm, heaven only knew how long it would take to cross that threshold; it was an absolute unknown.
Xuanling and Lv Xiyue understood the implication of his words and fell silent. All they could do was be cautious, ever more cautious; otherwise, in a place like this, one could end up rotting in the wilderness at any moment.
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