In a scattered mess of a mountain valley.

When the wounds on Zhou Yuan’s arms finally closed, he leaped into the air and landed next to the cheering Tianyuan Region crowd at one side of the valley.

“Zhou Yuan, are you alright?” Yi Qiushui was the first to rush forward, her pretty oval-shaped face filled with worry.

Although they had been separated by some distance, she had still been able to sense how terrifying Zhao Mushen’s attack had been. Most importantly, the attack had actually followed Zhou Yuan through the spatial passage.

Zhou Yuan shook his head and said, “Zhao Mushen is very strong. If I stayed behind to fight, I would most likely have lost.”

Shang Xiaoling and the others suddenly rushed over and blurted out in succession, “Chief pavilion master, you’re already very amazing. That’s the Zhao Mushen! If word spreads that you managed to safely retreat from under his eyes, it would definitely cause quite a commotion.”

Zhou Yuan chuckled. He naturally understood just how big Zhao Mushen was in the hearts of the Divine Dwelling stage practitioners of the Hunyuan Heaven. Hence, he did not blame Shang Xiaoling and the others for being filled with respect...