A raised hand collapsed and scattered the clouds in the sky, and a chopping hatchet appeared to crack through the entire earth. Oddly, there just wasn’t the hair of a tremor or even a crack to speak of. 

In this manner, the giant repeated this monotonous action. It was unknown how long he’d done so and moreover unknown if he was weary. Ax after ax like so, it seemed he could strike for an epoch. To and fro, he continued to hack in this manner. 

“Run!” the clan uncle said lowly and deeply, “Leave this place with me now!”

His expression was grave. There wasn’t a single person who objected. Their location was situated on a tall mountain. This mountain was the same as Danxia Temple, which was a thousand meters away; there wasn’t a plant’s stem, only gruesome and multicolored cliff rocks. However, just as they descended the mountain, the old man suddenly stopped.

“Uncle, what’s going on?” a youth questioned. 

The old man made a shushing gesture and looked uncertainly all around, bewildered. These young cultivators, who had just recently started drawing qi into their bodies, couldn’t sense it, but he could clearly hear… the bubbling sound of a stream. It happened to be echoing not too far away!

He followed the noise and looked. Over yonder, there was a cave,...