Demon Clan Invasion, Luo Yuantian's Despair

The Golden-eyed Middle-aged Man's face darkened as he sensed the spatial fluctuations around him gradually subside.

In the end, he still did nothing.

Lu Qing had placed far too much pressure on him.

Even if he sacrificed this Divine Sense Clone to unleash a trace of Integration Realm might in an instant, he had no confidence that he could truly keep Lu Qing behind.

And if he failed to kill Lu Qing, it would spell utter devastation for the entire Monster Race.

Thus, he did not dare take that risk. He could only watch helplessly as Lu Qing departed.

After a moment of silence, the Golden-eyed Middle-aged Man vanished from where he stood and rapidly shifted toward the heights above.

Before long, he passed through layer upon layer of astral winds, pierced the world membrane, and arrived in a strange independent space.

Within that space, an enormous golden dragon of immeasurable length coiled up like a colossal mountain.

The Golden-eyed Middle-aged Man transformed into a streak of light and shot straight toward the golden dragon's brow, ultimately merging into it.

The next moment, the golden dragon's eyes, each as large as a lake, opened. An incomparably terrifying might spread through the space, shaking it.

Yet very quickly, the golden dragon reined in its aura, and its immense body rapidly shrank.

Finally, after a burst of radiance, it manifested the same form as the Golden-eyed Middle-aged Man from before.

He then took one step and was already outside the strange space. With another step, vast stretches of space contracted beneath his feet.

Not long after, he arrived in another strange space beyond the world membrane.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, are you here?"

The Golden-eyed Middle-aged Man sent out a vast wave of divine sense.

Several breaths later, a Space Vortex appeared, and