"...Cultivators aren't just supposed to sit in a fancy room and drink high-class tea all day. The cultivators that have never truly encountered or been in danger are nothing more than fakes." Shen Tianyu unfolded her crossed arms and turned around, not bothering to hear the other's response.
The group proceeded further inside the gates, not knowing what kind of space it was. For a while, there was no sound from their surroundings, only their own footsteps echoing back. Everyone held back on speaking, afraid it might attract something unwanted.
"Looks like this place is fine." When they were starting to let their guard down, a roar echoed throughout the wide space.
"What? What is it now?!" One of the new recruits was starting to panic. They had barely rested from that battle with the demonic beasts. Even if the opponents weren't hard, fighting those numbers in a formation and trying not to harm your allies was psychologically taxing to say the least.
