For some reason, the atmosphere within the Yuantian Realm seemed somewhat tense and volatile.
Battles and killings broke out frequently. Along Zhang Qingyuan's journey, he had encountered two ambushes.
The attackers had lain in wait along the road, suddenly rushing out to attack Zhang Qingyuan as he traveled.
Or they had set traps ahead on the road. The moment someone passed through and fell into one, they would charge out without even looking.
The result, naturally, was that Zhang Qingyuan smashed them into pulp.
They had furiously delivered themselves as a free kill.
After all, they were only small fry at the True Essence Fourth to Fifth Layer. Before the current Zhang Qingyuan, they were nothing more than a slap away.
Although these people could not cause him much trouble,
they had indeed hindered Zhang Qingyuan to a certain degree.
At the same time, they made him understand that if one played the pig for too long, one might truly be treated like a pig and slaughtered—especially in this lawless Yuantian Realm.
Here, there was simply no need to hide himself.
Doing so would only make it easy for others to regard him as a target for ambushes, causing a certain degree of obstruction.
If one's understanding was wrong, one corrected it.
Zhang Qingyuan then released the aura he had kept restrained, maintaining it at roughly the True Essence Ninth Layer Early Stage.
With that,
as he continued onward, the cultivator parties he occasionally encountered all fled aside in terror. No one dared stand in his way any longer, much less set up an ambush.
"What a fool I was. If I wanted to conceal myself, I could have simply changed my appearance or maintained a small Illusion Technique. Why did I have to hide my cultivation realm as well?"