He was only borrowing the strength of others. External things were, in the end, still external things, and Li Yan was even less willing to owe too many favors!
Favors were the hardest things in this world to repay.
If Elder Hao and the others accompanied him, it would be to help him resolve the problem. Should anything arise, they would certainly have to take action—otherwise, what would be the point of going?
In that situation, unless they slaughtered every enemy on the scene, there was a great chance that Elder Hao and the others' identities as Soul Cultivators would be exposed.
And all of that would bring subsequent trouble. Li Yan's plan was to do as much as he could himself, but all of this still required—time.
Li Yan now felt burdened by countless matters every day. Even for cultivation, he could only keep squeezing out time wherever he could.
Faced with such circumstances, he had no better solution. He could only respond to each move as it came.
Heavenly Demon Grassland was a vast, boundless forest!
A gorge stretched in rolling rises and falls, extending horizontally in a slightly curved line like a giant python lying coiled within the endless forest.
The dense forest was desolate and ancient. Innumerable enormous canopies formed a boundless ocean that blanketed the entire land.
Lush branches and leaves, like an undulating green carpet, almost completely concealed the narrow gorge below.
On this day, before a gorge beneath this dense forest, the space there suddenly became slightly warped and blurred.
Then, a figure rapidly shifted from illusion to solidity, soon materializing completely.
Li Yan looked around. This place was still much the same as before, with no great changes. Demon beasts remained scarce in the surroundings, and the entire world was still