Picking up the Pen

The group of men traveled for quite a while. As they moved, a group member executed concealment methods to disguise their tracks. These methods were useless to Yan Zaizen, but he couldn't help but praise their professionalism.

"In a realm where women were dominant, how come there are so many powerful men?" As he followed along, he honestly felt intrigued. As the men traveled, Yan Zaizen's eyes lit up. There were a few powerful auras up ahead. There were three. All three were at the True Essence Realm, and all three had the distinctive signature of men.

What shocked him further was that an old man pulsated an aura at the peak-True Essence Realm. This old man, as well as the rest, were hidden underground. The other group brought themselves to an empty field with an incapacitated young woman in tow. They brought out an odd stone that emanated dense earth energy.