"Are you hurt?"
Ye Zi slightly tilted her head, leisurely scrutinizing them.
These three elderly people, a mix of men and women, were currently in tattered clothing, revealing their wrinkled, spotted skin, incomparably disheveled.
It was somewhat offensive to the eye.
Perez frowned tightly, slowly stood up, cut a slit in the air with his finger, and pulled out a cloak from it, wrapping himself.
He began speaking softly in the language of the spirit cultivators.
"Po Suo Heisha, you were right, the Pioneer has awakened and his power is somewhat terrifying.
"The spiritual energy inside him doesn't give me a sense of oppression, but his offensive makes it impossible for me to retaliate, although I am somewhat aged... Moreover, the scariest thing is his potential.
"If his power increases again, as long as he possesses the same energy as us, our numbers can't suppress him."
Ye Zi gently nodded, withdrew her smile, and bowed her head in contemplation.
