Beneath the brilliant starry sky, a spacecraft sped onward. Chu Feng and the young girl Xi stood side by side in the command room, gazing into the distant stars.
The West Forest Star Region was the West Forest Clan's stronghold, as well as the destination of their journey.
This was a quiet stretch of starry sky, yet it was deeply weird. Wisps of deathly aura drifted from a distant planet, making people uneasy and setting their hearts racing. Such a sight was rare: a planet leaking strands of deathly aura into the universe was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Chu Feng and the young girl Xi piloted their spacecraft to the outskirts of the West Forest Star Region. Sensing the location of one of the Emperor Fire's subsidiary flames, he nodded in a certain direction.
Chang Ming, the ancient saint of Earth, had arrived. He had silently come here to meet them, standing in the Void as he gazed at the distant planet with a complicated expression.
"Saint Ming!"
Chu Feng hurriedly greeted him.
"Call me Uncle Ming."
Chang Ming looked at Chu Feng, then at the young girl Xi, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. He had not expected the Yang Realm lifeform causing such an uproar recently to be following beside Chu Feng.
He did not show any particular interest in the young girl Xi. After looking at her twice, he turned toward that gloomy planet. His expression was complicated, his eyes filled with sorrow, fury, helplessness, heartache, and powerlessness.
"This planet is a cosmic black prison. It is said to hold many vicious criminals. But even earlier, this place was a slaughterhouse. Some saints and Great Abilities from ancient Earth were imprisoned here and eventually executed here."
Uncle Ming took a deep breath