The middle-aged cultivator hiding in the tree was still immersed in his cultivation. The dense heaven and earth energy made him feel extremely happy.
He had never experienced such a carefree cultivation experience before, and the middle-aged cultivator was completely immersed in it.
His strength was increasing by the second. It was like a dream.
He knew very well that if he continued to cultivate in such an environment, it would not take long for his strength to crush his senior and junior brothers.
There was also a great chance of winning the position of sect leader.
After realizing this, the middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He shouldn't have been so impulsive and called his fellow disciples for help.
In this case, this treasured land could not be enjoyed alone. Just thinking about it made one's heart ache.
