Silence descended on Guluo Village.
This was the Great Dark Heaven Memorial, the Dark Heaven Starlight. All saber techniques under the heavens paled in comparison.
The villagers widened their eyes, in awe by the old man's feat of clearing the forest with a wooden rod. They did not know the Great Dark Heaven Memorial or any saber techniques, but they knew it was impressive.
Guluo Village was isolated from the world by the 100,000-foot-abyss. It was exceptionally difficult to locate this place without understanding the geography.
Geelong, a cultivator, looked at Lu Zhou incredulously. He was considering fleeing at this moment.
