Another month later, Li Qingyuan and the others finally emerged from the vast ocean region.
At the same time, the alliance led by Li Qingyuan rapidly expanded and grew stronger. By the time they left the area shrouded by the Lower Corpse Insect tide, they had gathered more than thirty Body Integration Spirit Lords and several hundred thousand Void Refining Cultivators.
Among the many factions, Li Qingyuan stood at the head, the Luoshen Clan came second, and the remaining small groups followed after.
Yet ahead of them lay a world of nothingness—endless nothingness, with no edge in sight and no end to be seen. Only hundreds of twinkling stars dotted the void, along with three sphere-like celestial bodies that shimmered with light.
Among the many Spirit Lords, someone cupped his fists and bowed. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qingyuan, for your assistance along the way. Otherwise, we would have perished in the jaws of the Yao insects."
"From here on, we shall each seek our own opportunities."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qingyuan, for escorting us. We shall take our leave."
"Farewell!"
"..."
They had paid protection fees, and Li Qingyuan had conveniently given them a lift along the way—a win-win arrangement.
Now that three celestial bodies lay ahead, it was obvious that all three directions held great treasures. If they continued traveling with Li Qingyuan, they would surely have no share in those treasures.
They might as well leave first and hurry to seek their opportunities, lest they come all this way for nothing.
Very soon, more than a dozen Body Integration Spirit Lords departed one after another, each choosing one of the three celestial bodies and fleeing through the air at full speed.
Li Qingyuan looked at Luo Ling and asked, "May I ask what Fellow Daoist Luo Ling plans