Wind Forgotten sent out more than a hundred black lines, then began to feel strained.
For it, this was already an exceptional performance. Back when it had fought in the Empire, it could produce at most a few dozen black lines.
But at this moment, it could not retreat. It could only grit its teeth and hold on.
This concerned whether it could openly show itself in the Cultivation World in the future, whether it could have an official identity.
It had already paid far too much to obtain such an identity. There was absolutely no room for failure.
So it made a bold decision and directly sent out its divine sense. "Warships, get into my tree hole!"
Before this, Qu Jianlei had specifically stressed that it was strictly forbidden from communicating privately with cultivators. Otherwise, it would not be let off lightly!
Qu Jianlei was not actually harsh in the way he treated others. His original intention in giving that order was that he did not want this fellow talking about matters concerning the Empire.
Wind Forgotten did not know what the First One was wary of. Given its horizons, it could not yet understand the entanglement between the Empire and the Cultivation World.
However, it believed that letting cultivators hide inside its own tree hole should not be much of a problem.
—After all, these cultivators were so weak. There was not even an Out-of-Body Realm among them, so it could only do its best to save them.
Yet Ji Xiaohua and the others were all proper, orthodox cultivators. The instant they received the divine sense, they knew that this thought had come from an Alien Race.
Ji Xiaohua did not hesitate in the slightest and directly ordered everyone to cooperate with all their strength.
But immediately afterward,