In Chu Fan's eyes, his Disguise Art had reached the pinnacle of perfection.
Even in the Demon World, it ranked among the very best, standing like a crane among chickens!
How could a Human Race member see through it so easily?
Could he simply be spouting nonsense?
"What?! Demonfolk! These people are from the Demon Race?"
"Wasn't the Demon Race wiped out hundreds, even thousands of years ago? Why are they still appearing in the Southern Region?"
"All we can say is that this world is far larger than we imagined."
"Regardless, humans and demons walk different paths. Now that we've found them, we must eradicate them!"
"Exactly! Those who aren't of our race must harbor different hearts!"
Someone raised an arm and shouted, immediately drawing countless responses.
No longer content to intimidate Chu Fan and his followers with their auras alone, they drew longswords, conjured spears, or wielded twin battle-axes and meteor hammers... their weapons came in every variety.
With Chen Mu's help and Chen Tianlin's leadership, the Tianyuan Holy Land had long since become the force where the most diverse flowers bloomed in Great Cang's cultivation world.
The main reason was that Chen Mu's terms were simply too tempting, and the Tianyuan Holy Land's reserves were unfathomable.
Experts flocked to join like trees filling a forest: spear cultivators, sword cultivators, talisman cultivators, Formation Masters... there were too many to count.
All of them hoped to rely on the Tianyuan Holy Land's vast resources to improve their strength and climb to greater heights.
Knowing they couldn't take cultivation resources for nothing, they held nothing back when teaching disciples.
In other Lineages or Dynasties, they might have worried that teaching an apprentice would leave the master starving.
But in the Tianyuan Holy Land, they had no such concerns whatsoever.