In the vast starry sky, within a continent quietly floating, there exists its own world.
Tianyuan was cultivating in the woods, surrounded by four stone tablets on the grass, emitting a faint yellow light.
This formation can conceal his aura, allowing him to quietly stay here and train.
Already half a month has passed since he was thrown out by the white-haired elder. Initially, he felt some panic, but fortunately, the Tianyuan Imperial Clan has recently suffered heavy losses and has not sent creatures to pursue him.
Currently, his cultivation has already reached the Primordial Ancestor realm. Although it is not significant in the First Source plane, he is considered the most powerful among Qin Jun's children.
Rustling—
Just at this moment, the grass ahead suddenly shook, as if something was about to burst out.
Tianyuan opened his eyes, only to see a man with disheveled hair walk out, filthy all over, with just a beast cloth barely covering his shame.
"Who are you?"
