Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Wave after wave of astonishing, suffocating green aura flames and escaping light erupted around the Dragon Horn Clan cultivator as he kept flying away...
"Damn it, why is this fellow chasing me?"
Alarm flashed in the Dragon Horn Clan cultivator's eyes. He had clearly left first and yielded the Heaven-Sealing Gate to those three cultivators precisely because he did not want to clash with them...
He knew that the ones who had come to this region over the past few centuries, caused such a commotion, and killed so many cultivators who had cultivated here for years had to be those three...
After all, he had already stayed in this region for over ten thousand years. He was not the only one who had entered this region and remained here cultivating while waiting for an opportunity. Those fellows had all concealed themselves here to cultivate, waiting for the Heaven-Sealing Gate to open so they could enter the next region...
The cultivators who entered the Sealed Heaven Land all knew that to venture deeper, they needed to seize more secret keys. They guarded against one another and sought opportunities to kill each other, but naturally would not rashly attack opponents they could not kill...
The Dragon Horn Clan cultivator knew this too. He had hidden in this region all these years, though he had long since had opportunities to enter the next one. But that treasure from this region had fallen into his hands. If he could fully refine it, he would have a chance to advance to an even higher level of cultivation...
Besides, that treasure could extend his lifespan enormously, so there was no need to rush alongside those fellows. He had therefore concealed himself in this region to strengthen himself. When those fellows had