Sunken Caverns. The vicinity of the Anchor at Mount Grol.
After the retreat of barbarians and cultivators who encountered the terrifying long-eared foreign entity that could control both the green-skinned Decrint Tribe and some of the explorers pushing to the last area, Chieftain Borok set up a defensive perimeter and a net to hold the spilling creatures from the Anchor before they could break away and terrorize the surrounding lands.
Chieftain Borok prided himself strong enough to contest even a Sect Master of an upper-tier sect of the Eastern Abyssal Domain. However, what they encountered inside was too terrifying even for him.
If not for the Nascent Soul Stage cultivators from the Liu Clan suggesting retreat, he'd probably be among the unlucky cultivators who got their minds enslaved by that insidious, purple psychic light.
"Chieftain! More green-skinned vermin are climbing up from underground!" A tribesman reported to his side. "What do we do?!"
