Having been disgusted by those old sinister turtles, Li Qingyun left the Abyss Tower, returned to the Clan Affairs Hall, found Wu Yujun, who was still full of anticipation, and without saying much, casually obtained a passage token for the Great Burial Pit.
The hall had people of its own planted there. Now, when he took an exit token, no one would dare make things difficult for him again.
A tiny bit of power had once been enough to choke him to death.
But once he had gained the prestige of a Quasi-Saint seedling, his status soared. Some invisible shackles and fetters shattered on their own, no longer able to bind him.
Li Qingyun felt that if he were to "accidentally" leak this explosive Supreme Vacuum opportunity, then the Great Burial Pit was undoubtedly the best place for rumors to spread.
Other than darkness, deathly silence, hanging coffins, and soul corpses, almost all other tangible things to which perception could cling had vanished there.
No one could possibly trace Li Qingyun, the instigator, within the Great Burial Pit.
"While I'm at it, I'll also see whether there have been any changes after Female Corpse Siming has been raising corpses for more than half a year..."
With the Abyss Token on him, he transformed into a heavenly body over four trillion zhang tall and stepped across the Void Abyss. Two breaths later, he arrived once more at that Abyss Gate.
From some distance away, Li Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked toward the incomparably towering, hazy phantom behind the Abyss Gate.
That "Second Master" was likewise gazing down at him with unfathomable intent.
Their gazes met across the void. In the span of a single thought, it was as though an invisible contest of schemes had been stirred up.
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