Bargaining with a Flood Dragon, Sincerity in Cooperation, Killing to Make a Gift, Ancient Treasures and Companion Treasures

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

One Core Formation Cultivator after another fled the Snow Mountain, their escape lights streaking across the heavens like startled swans.

No one looked back.

No one dared look back.

That terrifying draconic pressure, that Breath Exhalation that burned everything to nothing, that Yan Kingdom cultivator who had evaporated into a wisp of smoke within the pillar of light-

Those scenes echoed through everyone's minds, driving them to flee for their lives.

Only after flying a great distance in one headlong rush did they gradually stop.

Still, they instinctively divided into two camps and gathered separately.

Lin Changheng mingled among the Song Kingdom Cultivators, his face hidden beneath his bamboo hat, giving nothing away.

A Core Formation Cultivator from the Jin Territory looked grimly at his companions and could not help complaining, "No wonder Brother Xuan Ci refused to return to explore the Snow Mountain. So this was why! I thought he had other exploration plans-

"That True Flood Dragon really lives up to being a fourth-tier existence, comparable to a Nascent Soul Cultivator. Its might is unrivaled. If it hadn't had ulterior motives and been suppressed for so long, it probably would have finished all of us with a single Breath Exhalation!"

This "Brother Xuan Ci" was one of the five Core Formation Cultivators who had previously explored the Snow Mountain: the white-robed, banished-immortal-like late Core Formation cultivator who had fought the Old Woman of Withered Mountain from the Yan Kingdom.

Lin Changheng's thoughts stirred slightly. No wonder he had not seen him this time.

And not only him-True Person Cloud Crane of the Purple Pole Sect in the Song Region and True Person Sword Tide of the Heavenly Gang Sword Sect had not returned either.

"I found it strange earlier, too, why Fellow Daoist Cloud Crane