Though she might not think highly of Weisheng Moran by bloodline, that surname seemed to make her lower her guard somewhat. She looked at Weisheng Moran and said coolly, "Since you're one of our own, tell me—why are you here? And where are those Primordial Chaos Clan members?"
Weisheng Moran lowered her eyes. "After the Primordial Chaos Formation conquered the Divine Tomb Seat, we were all enslaved by them. I have some talent with formations, so they kept me mainly to assist the Primordial Chaos Clan with formation maintenance. When I heard that the Yuanhao cosmic warship had descended and Primordial Chaos Prefecture had fallen into chaos, I brought my sisters here amid the turmoil to see whether we could lock down the Line Source Skyway ahead of the Yuanhao army."
"Oh?" Weisheng Le was amused instead. Raising her brows at Weisheng Moran, she said, "You have some talent for formations? Then did you succeed?"
Weisheng Moran said shamefully, "I didn't expect the Primordial Chaos Clan higher-ups to arrive before us. We were no match for them and didn't dare stop them. We could only watch them flee for their lives. They were probably going back for reinforcements. So just now, I was thinking whether we could shut Tai Yu's passage as soon as possible, so they couldn't come charging back through the Line Source Skyway."
"Are you sure you saw them leave?" the green-browed old woman asked.
At this time, they too were looking around. Judging from their expressions, perhaps because Weisheng Moran, who had stepped forward, was too weak, while Zi Zhen had concealed the aura of the Fate-Reversing Realm, they gradually relaxed.
Perhaps the surname "Weisheng" also gave them an innate sense of closeness, making them regard her as one of their own. After all, it was