The most dangerous place was the safest place—this was why Yin Kuang had ruthlessly struck down that group of breathtakingly beautiful immortal maidens, each lovely in her own way!
Perhaps Gaia had been thrown into disarray by his concern, racing against every second in his desperate attempt to catch up to Long Aotian and save Katyusha. Or perhaps his cleverness had backfired on him—he had assumed Long Aotian would never do anything so foolish, and thus overlooked certain details and factors. For instance, Long Aotian's unrestrained release of Purple Dragon Soul Power had inflicted immense damage on his body. No one understood better than Yin Kuang just how severe the damage a powerful soul could inflict upon the flesh. Or rather, only those strengthened in soul-based abilities could truly comprehend that inhuman suffering—and the lingering damage was far from easy to heal.
Therefore, while it was possible that Long Aotian had left this world again to seek another body in another world, the odds were not high. Meanwhile, the ambiguous figure before them made someone of Gaia's level instinctively believe that he was not Long Aotian, but merely someone carrying Long Aotian's aura and being used by him as bait to draw them in.
Yin Kuang was more than fifty percent certain that Long Aotian was somewhere within the valley before them. Perhaps even that voice from earlier had belonged to Long Aotian.
The instant Yin Kuang moved, Gaia did not hesitate either. In the blink of an eye, the peerless beauties—women so exquisite that even the heavens rarely saw their like—were blasted into pulp by the two of them. Then they charged straight into the valley. At once, the valley that had resembled an idyllic immortal paradise became exceedingly lively. Countless beautiful women appeared along the way, shouting and