Seeing the situation, this man seemed to be the leader of the group. Da Minglun examined him carefully and was slightly alarmed to find that he could not see through the other party's cultivation. Looking at the others, their cultivation levels were all evenly matched with his own. This was going to be troublesome. He immediately sent a secret voice transmission to Yue Qianchou, telling him the situation and discussing whether they should fight or simply run.
Yue Qianchou was also taken aback. He had not expected a casual move to provoke so many experts. It seemed that although the Ancient Forest lay within the Three Realms, its ability to stand apart from them truly was extraordinary. Clearly, there were certainly more experts in the Ancient Forest than just these few. Making matters worse would do him no good.
With that in mind, Yue Qianchou smiled faintly. "You flatter me, sir. A giant python ambushed me and was slain by me. Afterward, a tree demon ambushed me first as well. Since this is the Ancient Forest, I spared its life. If I truly intended to unleash a massacre, do you think it would have had the chance to flee?" As he spoke, there was a hum. His entire body seemed like firewood ignited in an instant, instantly engulfed in violet flames from head to toe. Terrifying heat surged outward. The green light flickering over the eight men instantly contracted around their bodies, forming protective energy barriers against the dreadful temperature that made their hearts tremble. One after another, they stared uncertainly at Yue Qianchou, all sensing that terrifying power that was naturally their bane, making their souls shudder.
The old man wearing a crown of emerald leaves had his pupils contract sharply and suddenly cried out, "This is violet fire..."