Inside the Firmament.
Lin Lingxiao stood at the very front, gazing at the sea of stars ahead.
With a smile on his face, he murmured, "Xiaoyao, the starry sea is so dazzling. What a pity I can't share it with you."
It was easy to see that he held a golden communication stone in his hand, upon which was an enchanting, graceful silhouette.
They could communicate across the stars, showing just how high-grade that golden communication stone was.
It was absolutely top-quality.
Of course, that was also because they were no longer too far from Darkstar.
"There's no use saying that. We might as well talk about something practical."
The silver-haired silhouette spoke faintly.
"What counts as practical?"
Lin Lingxiao asked helplessly.
"The alliance between our Dark Tribe and your Sword God Lin Clan. I truly don't understand it. Everything had been fine, and my father had already been very courteous to you. This was also our chance to be together for a long time. Why did you have to ruin it?"
The silver-haired silhouette complained.
"Xiaoyao, this matter is more complicated than you imagine. Opinions within our Lin Clan aren't unified either. Before, things were stuck with my father, but now he's made up his mind to support Second Master and protect Lin Feng's growth. There's nothing I can do."
Lin Lingxiao said helplessly.
"Your father went back on his word. That's truly too much! Where does that leave my father's dignity? In my opinion, your Lin Clan simply refuses a toast only to drink a forfeit. Why not obediently submit to us and take down Yidaiyan together?"
The silver-haired silhouette said angrily.
"This really isn't as simple as you think..."
Lin Lingxiao shook his head.
"I don't care whether it's simple or not. I'm only asking you one