He really couldn't leave.
Wang Jixuan leaped out of his personal subspace. Several figures followed close behind, each gripping weapons and magical treasures, seemingly ready to rush out and fight the Dark Cultists.
Old Zheng had even taken out... a tube of lipstick.
It was an essential tool for increasing the effect of his Taunt Skill.
"Wang Zheng, this isn't the time to show off."
Elder Shao's clone appeared directly in the courtyard, frowning at Wang Jixuan, who had already begun activating his Primordial Spirit Power.
A bitter smile touched Daoist Wang's lips.
He cupped his hands toward Elder Shao and gave a deep Daoist Salute. "Master, your disciple has no choice. I cannot simply leave like this."
"What hardship could you possibly have?"
"Earth—the Immortal Restriction Zone where I was before. The Dark Cult has its coordinates. They only need a few dozen Dark Cultists to go there, and Earth will be utterly unable to defend itself. Not to mention... there are already over a thousand Dark Cultists who rushed here..."
Old Zheng, Amina, and Peony stood quietly nearby. Upon hearing this, they nodded repeatedly.
They truly had not misunderstood. When Wang Jixuan said "go out" just now, this was what he meant.
Wang Jixuan spoke quickly. "Before I escape, I have to sever my ties with Earth, find a way to make them spare it, or figure out how to protect it."
"You... sigh! Every inhabited planet in the Immortal Restriction Zone has its own world. How can you possibly protect one?"
Elder Shao frowned and said:
"I know you value loyalty and affection, but this is beyond your abilities!
"Knowing something cannot be done and insisting on doing it anyway—that is simply losing your mind."
"But Master, I have always considered myself a Righteous Path Cultivator. For