Northeast of Wei State, beside a tall mountain south of Cangyuan Mountain, shrouded in white mist.
In recent years, as the strength of Wei State's Human Race Cultivators greatly increased, the area around Cangyuan Mountain occupied by the Song Family had gradually changed from its former desolation, with more and more cultivators appearing there.
Especially in the Bai Shui River near Cangyuan Mountain, many demonic beasts still lurked beneath the water, often drawing nearby cultivators to hunt demons in exchange for cultivation resources.
That day, five Qi Refining Cultivators dressed as Rogue Cultivators arrived by the Bai Shui River, intending to set up demon-hunting traps nearby.
Just as they began busily arranging the formation, several streaks of light suddenly flew rapidly through the high sky to the southeast, passing directly overhead.
Seeing this sudden sight above them, the Qi Refining Cultivators below immediately showed expressions of shock.
One young man whose features still bore some youthful immaturity saw the streaks of light flash past overhead and could not help asking a companion beside him:
"Fellow Daoist Yun, could those people be Golden Core Cultivators of the Song Family?"
Hearing the young man's words, the Late Qi Refining Stage old man leading the group did not answer. Instead, he sternly gestured for everyone to be quiet.
Only after those streaks of light had vanished into the distance did the leading old man turn displeased eyes toward the young cultivator who had just spoken.
"You brat, how can you speak so rashly? Are you tired of living?"
"That's right. Fellow Daoist Lu, you really are too young. Don't be fooled by the distance—Golden Core Cultivators' divine senses are not something we can fathom.
"Besides, those Golden Core Ancestors all have strange tempers.
"If they happened to hear what you just said and