Xiangliu gently pushed his palm forward, and the portal in his hand drifted toward Wu Qi.
Wu Qi reached out to take it, tucked it into his robes, and patted his chest. "I'm off. Let me know when I can descend."
With that, his figure faded like a mirage, and in the blink of an eye, his aura had vanished completely.
The remaining Thrones looked toward Xiangliu.
Cang Lei spoke first. "The things you want aren't ordinary objects."
Xiangliu smiled. "Of course. They're things that shed from your bodies."
"But those things are of limited use to you now. What harm is there in giving them to me?"
Qi Que clasped his hands behind his back. "You know those are remnants of our former bodies."
"They're directly connected to us. Who knows what you'll use them for?"
Xiangliu laughed heartily. "That's right. You'll indeed have to take some risks."
"But those remnants aren't closely connected to you. Even if I wanted to do something, with your abilities, you could sever the connection in time, couldn't you?"
Li Hu called out loudly, "Xiangliu, why not be frank and openly tell us what you intend to do with these remnants?"
Xiangliu said indifferently, "Because that's my secret. I don't want to share it with you."
Hong Moluo muttered, "Then we'll have to think it over."
Xiangliu nodded. "Naturally. But you'd better not take too long."
He turned around and took two steps before saying, "Oh, right."
"I forgot to mention that my 'Li You Gate' can not only let the General pass through, but also allow five or six other beings of the same kind to descend with him. Think it over carefully."
With that, he was about to leave.
Cang Lei called after him. "How are we supposed to contact you?"