"We pay our respects to Fellow Daoist Qingyun..."
With one Saint taking the lead, the others immediately came to their senses as well. They forced smiles and stepped forward to exchange pleasantries.
They were practically desperate to forge some connection with Li Qingyun.
Only Peng Mo Saint, with a massive roc shadow behind him, along with several others from the Western Heaven and River Mother factions, looked at Li Qingyun with cold smiles and flickering eyes.
Only those who had experienced the Yin Ruins maze and the Square Hall's trap knew how difficult it was to find the Nine Cosmic Gates within.
These Outer Void Saints were clearly a mixed bag.
Some had attained Sainthood only through backing and fate; it was not as though their Dao foundations and accumulated reserves were truly earth-shattering.
And there were quite a few Outside Void Existences like that.
Under this round of the Primordial Great Tribulation, many such beings were immediately beaten back into their original forms.
Every household knew its own affairs. They also knew perfectly well how much they were worth. If they did not continue riding on others' momentum and sailing with the current, they would surely be reduced to ashes from now on.
Before becoming ashes, what did the karmic backlash of the Human Dao even amount to?
"A pack of fools courting death. Interesting!"
Li Qingyun stood floating in the void, his expression calm. Faced with the Saints' eager greetings, he merely raised a hand in casual acknowledgment, neither warm nor cold.
The reason he had remained here after being rejected by the Yin Ruins was simply that his hands were itching. He wanted to test the various fortunes of Netherworld Entry Realm Layer Nine, the Eternal Bone, the Eternal Blood, and more.
Reaching Netherworld Entry Realm Layer