"Fellow Daoist Hong Yun is overthinking things!"
Li Qingyun chuckled inwardly and replied calmly, "This poor daoist has no other motives. I merely finished my rest just in time and am eager to step out of the first ring chain."
With that, he ignored the man entirely. With a flicker of his figure, he swept out of the massive Falling Star Dock.
Ye Chenji, Ku Ming, and Peng Mo did not hesitate either, immediately following him into the air and stepping back into the Netherworld Void.
The moment they left, the saints remaining at Falling Star Dock exchanged uneasy glances. Some remained unconcerned, while others began to grow restless.
Falling Star Dock was naturally not some hidden location; given its unique nature, it was certainly long since marked on the Eternal Clan's star charts.
Strictly speaking, this place could not be considered a "safe zone" at all.
It was just that within this boundless Netherworld Void, between the first and second sequence ring chains, the places where "smugglers" could land and rest were countable on one's fingers. Being able to find Falling Star Dock meant their luck was already quite exceptional.
Could the Eternal Clan find this place? The answer was unquestionably yes!
However, saints crossing the netherworld would rather clash with members of the Eternal Clan at Falling Star Dock than encounter them out in the void.
Falling Star Dock was formed from the shoulder blade of an unknown creature, and the dark, heavy aura it emitted could resist the dissolution force of the netherworld. The saints undoubtedly held a major advantage here.
Moreover, even with Li Qingyun and the other three departing, there were still seventeen saintly positions remaining at Falling Star Dock—a remarkably formidable force.
If two or three young whelps of the Eternal Clan chased after