The cultivators at the Sword Graveyard silently stared at the man lying on the ground with a massive scar on his chest. Fortunately, he barely managed to survive.
However, they might not be as lucky, and judging from what they witnessed, nobody there was confident in blocking Yuan's Sword Aura.
'I will probably die if I am struck by his Sword Aura.' Many of the cultivators there had the same thought.
"If you do not wish to challenge me, you may leave and I will not chase after you. However, if you stay here, I will come for you." Yuan said.
And he continued, "One minute left."
Over half of the cultivators there turned around and ran away. They did not want to be chased by a monster that could not be harmed even by Heaven-grade treasures.
In their eyes, Yuan was even more dangerous than the immortal demons that roamed this land.
Once those that wanted to leave were gone, Yuan beckoned those that decided to stay.
