There were only a little over a dozen Outer Void Saints left. Truly, there were not many.
Li Qingyun wanted to form a small circle to contend against Western Heaven's great faction. The only ones he could seek out were Daoist Lu Ya and Peng Mo.
Those two spent their days hiding east and dodging west, like startled birds fleeing at the mere twang of a bowstring. The slightest lapse in vigilance would leave them dead without a burial ground.
Perhaps the two of them needed a "circle" even more desperately than Li Qingyun did.
Sure enough, Daoist Lu Ya abruptly rose to his feet, cupped his hands toward Li Qingyun, and laughed loudly. "This Lu shall follow wherever Fellow Daoist leads!"
His aura spread slightly, revealing Beyond Tribulation Realm Layer Three cultivation. His strength was far from weak.
Only those in the Beyond Tribulation Realm could barely survive until now while endlessly hiding and fleeing.
Before Li Qingyun, Daoist Lu Ya no longer carried his former aloof pride. Instead, he had gained some awareness of being a "younger brother."
"Good!"
Li Qingyun rather appreciated Daoist Lu Ya's tact, and continued, "Let us see whether Fellow Daoist Peng Mo is willing to join forces with you and me."
Then his figure flickered, flashing toward the east.
This time, he did not enter the chaotic currents of cosmic spacetime. He became ever more calm and resolute, releasing his aura into the Primordial.
Today, he would let Jieyin, Ra, and Ding Wang know the stakes. His being surrounded, pursued, and intercepted day after day did not mean he had no temper.
It was merely that he had once fought alone and truly could not match the combined forces of the three Universe Controllers. But if he gained the support of Daoist Lu