"Another great power who had proven the Dao has appeared!"
Lou Jin Gou murmured softly.
Born into a great power, he had seen many people like this.
Whether in reality or within ancient scrolls, attaining the Dao, proving the Dao...
He moved his body and circulated his mana.
Slowly restoring his bodily injuries.
As for the outcome, Lou Jin Gou did not know. He had yet to reach that step.
He was the strongest of all Lou Jin Gous, and in his own eyes, the luckiest as well.
Now, he no longer needed to fear being crushed to death by that artifact spirit Dao Monarch within the Featherfolk clan's blessed land.
Yu Ren Yue furtively sized up the tall Dao Monarch standing beside Wu Rong. The man's bearing was truly extraordinary; seeing him was like seeing the Dao itself, looking upon him as though the Great Dao had taken form. It was more like a child encountering the elder of a familiar companion, and that strange mix of familiarity and unfamiliar restraint made him hurriedly salute.
The cold, tall Dao Monarch glanced sideways and nodded faintly, then transformed into a streak of Baleful Intent and vanished without a trace.
Yu Ren Yue immediately felt flattered beyond measure.
He then looked at Wu Rong, who held the banner, in astonishment.
Wu Rong said with a smile, "His Excellency is different from us. He prefers peace and quiet."
Yu Ren Yue let out a long breath of turbid air. He had thought he had committed some impropriety. He then cupped his hands and invited, "Brother Rong, I have already prepared a banquet at the Flying Immortal Tower..."
Neither of them tactfully mentioned the future of those saints of the Featherfolk clan.
Not mentioning it was enough to make Wu Rong's attitude clear.