"Ah!"
Hearing the screams coming from the depths of the void, Meng Tian and the others immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"Imperial Teacher..."
Fusu opened his mouth to speak, but Meng Tian grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Watch your words."
Hei Fu, who had been silently following behind them, silently stepped forward. Together with Meng Tian, he supported Fusu from either side and bowed toward Cang Continent in farewell.
Fusu still wanted to say something.
Hei Fu had already shouted and activated the Black Dragon King Ship, leading the fleet back.
"Can't you see it, Young Master? That Duan De was someone the Imperial Teacher sent to Immortal Qin for training. Even if he isn't the Imperial Teacher's nephew or kin, he is still a junior disciple. How could anything happen to him?"
Seeing that Fusu still wished to speak, Meng Tian sighed. The young master was simply too kindhearted.
Only then did Fusu seem to understand.
"The Imperial Teacher has no wish to interfere in the conflict between the two worlds. He merely does not wish for us to slaughter too excessively! But one world cannot tolerate two masters. Conflict is ultimately unavoidable."
Only after they had left the spacetime where the Cang Epoch was located did Hei Fu slowly speak.
"Once we return, it will be time to prepare for war."
"The Primordial Chaos Great World can support six Wuji existences at once. The Vast Continent is likely not far behind. It is impossible to imagine what a grand sight it will be once the two worlds converge."
Meng Tian lightly gripped his sword, anticipation glimmering in his eyes.
Shallow waters could not raise true dragons. An Infinite Realm could only contain one Wuji existence, while even the mighty Primordial Chaos Great World