These pillars were spread around in a formation so that they were evenly spread out.
At the very center was where the flow of spiritual energy seemed to be gathering, almost as if there was something there.
Lin Fan couldn't help knitting his brows when he sensed this.
He waved his hand to have the village chief move further back and the village chief didn't dare delay.
This was something that involved cultivators, so there was no place for a mortal like him here. If he were to get involved, the most likely ending would be that he would be killed by whatever mysterious powers the cultivators had.
The village chief even wanted to go back to the village and leave everything to Lin Fan, but he knew that he couldn't do that.
If he were to do that and leave a bad impression on Lin Fan, then everything he had already worked hard for would be for nothing. He had to at least stay here and pretend to worry about Lin Fan to leave as good of an impression as possible.
