Birth

"This isn't your home, you old fool. Take one more step, and everyone will die," Lian said, his demeanor calm, yet his words carried immeasurable weight. The threat, coming from a young man with a cultivation far inferior to that of all the elders present, seemed as natural as daylight.

"Still daring to challenge us? You must be involved in all of this! I'll capture you for interrogation; the deaths of so many must be fully clarified after this," the yellow-robed Elder leading the others shouted.

Dozens of elders in the Core Formation Realm released their oppressive cultivations, pressuring Lian's faction.

This display of power would usually have a young cultivator a few realms below falling to their knees, yet surprisingly, no one there showed fear or discomfort. Everyone looked around attentively as if waiting only for an order or signal.