Before this, Song Zhong had also dragged the entire Human Race forward by himself, so he could understand why the Quasi-Saint of Illusory Eyes was doing this.
Speaking of it, he had risen quickly, and the time he had spent dragging the entire Human Race forward was far, far less than what the Quasi-Saint of Illusory Eyes had done for the Great Thousand World she belonged to.
Dragging an entire race forward alone was truly tiring—so tiring—and many dangers had to be faced whether one wanted to or not.
In truth, the Quasi-Saint of Illusory Eyes had been lucky this time as well.
From their cosmos, so many cultivators had flown over together, but in the end, only three cultivators were with him.
Fortunately, those three cultivators' cultivation levels were not considered weak. Even the weakest was a cultivator at the peak of the Supreme Path Realm. Otherwise, if there had been some Immortal Bridge Realm, Immortal Affinity Realm, or even someone who had not cultivated immortal qi yet, only some Qi Transformation Realm cultivator, then if he wanted to take them along and protect them, they would not be easy to protect.
This time, it depended on how many cultivators each cosmos had left in the end.
When he saw cultivators from the same cosmos as him, he naturally had to bring them along.
Not only that, he also had to do his best to search for the cultivators from their cosmos.
"You two stay by my side. If you get too far away and are killed, then you'll have been asking for death yourselves."
Song Zhong said this to the two unfamiliar cultivators, then rose and flew forward.
He would naturally bring the Quasi-Saint of Illusory Eyes with him. There was no need to say those words to