After speaking, he continued to lead people in leaps.
To be honest, he did have a bit of an urge to get closer to the battlefield and take a look, who knows, there might really be some Immortal Fate there?
But the time isn't right yet.
Going there now would be too risky, he plans to wander around the area, gather more information, and then decide.
Rushing forward recklessly, that's courting death!
"So, where exactly is the opportunity?" He continued leaping through a world of ruins.
He had thoroughly realized.
These prehistoric cultivators, left nothing behind as they passed.
Not a single resource was left; they sent all living beings across time, back to prehistoric refuges, truly leaving this place to be their pure battlefield.
After all, it makes sense.
If it were me, how could I possibly give away a pile of resources for free to entertain these outsiders?
Resources aren't free?
So, as for the prehistoric Immortal Treasures, it's wishful thinking.
