"So, Daoist from the Space-Time Divine Palace, may I ask what business you have with me?" The Dean of the Hall of Heaven cautiously probed.
"This is not the place to talk, please come with me, Daoist,"
The gray-haired man spoke lightly, then turned and headed outward. The Dean of the Hall of Heaven didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly followed behind; gradually, the two disappeared into the Qingmu Pavilion.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Across the heavenly vault, the clouds split apart.
The two sped through the air with unimaginable speed, yet despite his doubts about where this individual wanted to take him, the Dean of the Hall of Heaven had no suspicion of the man.
After all, anyone possessing the Power of Space-Time would certainly be from the Space-Time Divine Palace, and with the news of Ye Xuan spreading, it was expected that agents from various Supreme Daoist forces would come to inquire about him.
A full half-day passed.
