"Was it that cultivator?" Great Venerable Laru was extremely familiar with Golden Ray and hurriedly dodged.
Yet as it flickered away, Golden Ray clung to it relentlessly, clearly unwilling to let the matter drop.
"You're this serious?" Great Venerable Laru felt a bit overwhelmed too.
Although it had the strongest combat power among the three Great Venerables and was also the least friendly toward cultivators, that was only on the surface.
Deep down, how could it not know just how formidable cultivators were?
It absolutely did not dare fight back. After all, it had gone onto the battlefield to pick up scraps, and what it had done was rather improper—the key was that it had been caught red-handed.
So it hardened its heart and crashed straight into a mass of violent turbulence!
The Star Tapirs could move through the starry sky with relative ease not only because they relied on their powerful bodies, but more importantly because of their keen perception.
They could sense the places in space where the risks were relatively smaller.
Add in a bit of prediction and their strong shuttling ability, and as long as they were careful, they were far safer than cultivators.
Great Venerable Laru had already been shuttling through space for some time, and it knew just how dangerous this violent energy was.
And since this Golden Ray could ignore the violent fluctuations and slash straight over, its power was easy to imagine.
If it took even one hit, in such a terrible environment, injury would be getting off lightly; dying on the spot was not impossible.
Great Venerable Laru had been chased until it truly had no other choice, so it could only crash into the turbulence to hide.
It struggled to steady itself, then glanced sideways, only to discover that Golden