Taoist Qinglian's pupils narrowed slightly.
"Understood." He said in a deep voice, "Thank you for the reminder, Taoist Friend."
The True Saint of the Demon Court shook his head, "You, Taoist Friend, are paving the way for us. We of the Innate owe a layer of gratitude."
Taoist Qinglian hesitated a bit, wanting to say how much the world owes to a certain individual of the Federation.
But in the end, he didn't say it out loud.
For that person never claimed such credit.
The two resumed their journey, but not long after leaving the realm of the Demon Court, they were stopped.
In the void ahead, someone exuding a transcendent aura slowly bent their bow and nocked an arrow, looking down at the two with cold eyes.
Without uttering a word, he drew the arrow and shot it at Ji Jingqiu. The arrow seemed ordinary but moved with eternal speed, surpassing the speed of Spiritual Waves. Dao Rhyme naturally formed, under the arrow a boundless Star Sea's destruction was reflected!
