A Narrow Escape

Just as the three's infiltration failed and Zhao Sheng struck out, blasting apart the incoming demonic hand, in a vast and mystic place, a blue-robed elder with crane-white hair and a childlike face sat cross-legged amid the clouds. All around him lay the reflection of a boundless river of stars, with galaxy vortices shrunk by countless billions of times clearly displayed within it.

In the northeastern part of this vast stellar reflection, several galaxies and the surrounding void had actually been occupied by endless gray mist. The farther one traveled from the Vermilion Bird Star System, the denser and darker the mist became, while the outermost region had turned into a kaleidoscopic darkness.

The blue-robed elder quietly studied the enormous star system directly below, composed of eleven planets. A hazy red glow shrouded the space-time of this system, and countless points of light of varying sizes dotted every corner of it, especially densely upon the three innermost planets.

The elder's gaze lingered briefly upon the Vermilion Bird main star. A trace of contemplation appeared on his face.

At that moment, beneath the auspicious clouds, several dozen red-robed cultivators stood with their hands folded, quietly awaiting the Immortal Venerable's inquiries. At the very back of the crowd, Ancestor Bi Fang stood there with utmost respect, looking like nothing more than a lowly lackey.

"Mm, not bad. This was merely a routine probe. That Saint Demon likely has no intention of launching a large-scale assault at this time," the blue-robed elder suddenly said after a while.

"So that was it. This disciple knows how to respond," said the Tribulation Transcending Great Venerable standing at the front of the crowd. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his manner respectful.

As the outer defensive line protecting the Grand Yi Spirit Realm, each of