However, Wei Tu had no intention of reminiscing with Lüqiu Qingfeng at this moment. After motioning for her to sit beside him, he once more immersed his consciousness in the Blood Ghost Soul-Splitting Technique that had traveled afar.
After all, this great battle also counted as a struggle for the Dao in his Mahayana Realm. If he failed to kill Feng Qing and allowed him to attain the Dao, Wei Tu would inevitably face a similar death tribulation in the future.
"The appointed time is almost here."
Elsewhere in the Purple Zenith Realm, the golden-furred spirit rat that Feng Qing had relentlessly pursued through the void seemed finally to have exhausted its strength. The distances it covered while fleeing through the void grew shorter and shorter.
Within a few breaths, Feng Qing, transformed into seven-colored escaping light, had intercepted it at a border region of the Cloudmist Realm.
"Feng and Senior Sneaky had long sworn an oath to support one another and ascend to Seventh Mountain together... Yet because of that bizarre thing, our efforts fell short at the last hurdle, and the oath dissipated..."
"If Senior Sneaky is willing to form another contract with Feng, Feng will welcome you with a swept couch. As for what happened in the past, let us laugh it off..."
"Feng will certainly no longer hold it in his heart."
Seeing this, Feng Qing drew in his escaping light and immediately gave a light laugh, speaking with a bright and easy manner.
It was as though there had never been any unpleasantness between him and Sneaky Ancestor.
But soon afterward—when he saw that Sneaky Ancestor seemed to have no intention of replying—his face abruptly turned cold, and he said indifferently, "But if Senior Sneaky remains so obstinate, Feng will no longer show mercy...