The instant the milky-white radiance bloomed in the dense forest, the Weirds around Luo Fan, which had been baring their teeth and staring at him greedily, all screamed in terror as though seared by a branding iron.
A Fourth Tier Humanoid Weird was the first to turn, scrambling and tumbling toward the depths of the forest.
Then two, five, ten...
All the Weirds hiding in the shadows beneath the canopy moved, racing over one another to flee away from Luo Fan.
Ghostly howls, roars, and the crack of branches snapping mingled together, startling great flocks of birds from the forest.
Though they were Weirds themselves, every one of them looked as if they had seen a ghost!
Within just a few minutes, almost every Weird within a radius of over ten kilometers around the Willow Immortal Elder had fled.
The dense forest fell quiet again. Only the rustling of wind through the canopy remained, along with the faint hum of the Innate Yang Steel's hazy radiance spilling onto the ground.
Luo Fan stood where he was, holding the Innate Yang Steel, his expression calm.
He had anticipated this long ago. The Weirds' instinctive fear of the Innate Yang Steel was etched deep into their blood, like mice encountering a cat. They needed no reason; they simply had to run.
He turned to look at the enormous willow tree before him.
The Willow Immortal Elder's aged face, which had appeared on the trunk, was staring fixedly at the Innate Yang Steel in his hand.
Those deeply sunken eyes held shock, apprehension, and a trace of helplessness that was difficult to conceal.
"So this is Innate Yang Steel?"
The Willow Immortal Elder spoke slowly, each word seemingly forced through his teeth. "It truly is just as the legends say, like sunlight given