Beside the clear stream, a group of men and women in short robes were sitting and resting by the river.
All of them were wearing crowns made of different materials, covered in runes and inlaid with priceless gems, exuding faint energy fluctuations.
He was wearing battle armor and holding a long sword in his hand. He was obviously dressed like a cultivator.
It seemed that they had gone through a long journey. These cultivators looked tired, but even so, they were still alert to their surroundings when they rested.
Therefore, when Tang Zhen deliberately made a sound, he was immediately discovered by these cultivators.
"Who is it? where are you hiding?"
With a young cultivator's shout, his companions all jumped up from the ground and unsheathed their long swords, staring at the forest not far away.
A few of the cultivators had balls of light in their hands, which seemed to be ready to attack at any time.
"Don't misunderstand, I'm just a traveler!"
