"Introduce yourself, Zayik."
The man in the clown mask leaned against a great tree and spoke softly. Throughout it all, he did not spare a single glance elsewhere, merely gazing at his own right hand.
As though his right hand were the most exquisite work of art in the world.
"Introduce yourself, Helen."
The big-headed doll on the other side spoke, and as his voice rang out, bursts of laughter echoed from every direction, the giggling steeped in an eerie atmosphere...
"Introduce yourself, Bal Rakshasa."
In the distance, the young man who stood upon empty air and controlled six Long Swords spoke indifferently.
"Weren't the aberrations already eradicated? Where exactly did you come from?"
"And this is the territory of my Ancient Royal Clan. How did you break through layer upon layer of the Ancient Royal Clan's blockade and enter this place?"
Cang Yun swept his gaze around, his right hand clenched tightly around his spear, his expression incomparably grim. These three were all at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm, and there was also that undying demonic dragon.
Four peak Heavenly Immortal existences—and those three were genuine aberrations.
Aberrations themselves were not particularly powerful. What made them terrifying was that strange aura around them; you would never know when you might be infected by their aberrance, making them impossible to guard against.
On top of that, he had to remain constantly wary of those ancient demonic breeds. It could be said that this was a dead end.
He was strong, but that did not mean that, with his early Heavenly Immortal cultivation, he could suppress several peak Heavenly Immortal figures at once.
Of those capable of reaching the peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm, how many could possibly be simple?
If he were at the peak of the