The juniors in the Niu tribe's settlement pestered the old Niu to hear about the ancient reputation. I squatted in the corner and sighed in my heart - after traveling 30,000 years, I was still an innate being with the cultivation of an immortal. The old man sitting cross-legged on the cliff in the back mountain came here 20,000 years ago, and the pressure around him was more terrifying than the strongest Taiyi Golden Immortal in the clan. He held a few innate fruits in his hand and hesitated whether to hand them over. This old guy had a scar on his body that I had never seen before.
