Qiankun's murmur was soft, yet it still reached everyone's ears with perfect clarity.
Although Yang Mei said nothing, the thoughts in his eyes were plain to see.
Clearly, he felt the same as Qiankun.
He missed that honest, simple-looking burly man who had once wielded a divine axe.
Only Luohu seemed somewhat dismissive.
"Didn't Hong Yuan say he would revive us? What's there to be afraid of?"
"How can that be the same? You've already died at their hands several times. You've passed the stage of being nervous, so naturally you're not worried. But the problem is, the rest of us haven't died before..." Yang Mei could not help muttering.
Luohu: "..."
Fine, Yang Mei. You just had to keep dredging that up, didn't you?
Believe it or not, when the time came, this Demon Ancestor would directly help those outsiders deal with you?!
Still, Yang Mei's interruption did ease the heaviness in everyone's hearts considerably.
At that moment, Hong Yuan smiled and spoke. "All right, it is time for us to prepare to depart!"
As he spoke, he suddenly waved his hand.
Six streaks of spiritual light spilled from his Daoist robe.
They appeared directly before everyone.
As the light gradually faded, six bone tokens floated quietly before them.
"I specially refined these over the years. With the blessing of Great Dao Rhyme, so long as one is not like my brother Pangu, with half a foot already in the Primordial Limitless realm, then even a ninth-layer Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal would need to put in some effort to discover your traces!"
"Master, but what about the other Great Dao? These bone tokens should not be able to conceal us from the other Great Dao, right?" Fu Xiao asked curiously.
At those words, everyone laughed.
Qiankun chuckled teasingly.