However, before Li Zhōujūn could answer Cold Poison Saint's question,
Nether Ancestor's great hand swept across the air.
Where Cold Poison Saint had been standing, nothing remained but empty space.
As for Cold Poison Saint himself, he was probably dead beyond dead by now.
"Get back to Dao Tian Holy Palace quickly. Your Ancestor Qin misses you." At that moment, Nether Ancestor's face condensed in the air, and he spoke to Li Zhōujūn with a kindly smile.
Li Zhōujūn: "..."
He had no idea what was going on with Nether Ancestor.
His clone had been driven away by him earlier, yet not only was he not angry, he had even stepped in to help him?
When something was out of the ordinary, there was bound to be something fishy. Nether Ancestor definitely had an ulterior motive!
Li Zhōujūn thought to himself.
But after speaking, Nether Ancestor turned and left.
Mu Li looked at her disciple curiously and asked via voice transmission, "Who exactly is this senior? I heard you call him the Saint Child. Could he be the Saint Child of some great power?"
"Master, he's the Saint Child of Dao Tian Holy Palace," Yao Shu replied.
"I see." Mu Li immediately understood, then said with a smile, "Who would have thought that you, girl, would actually get to know the Saint Child of that mysterious force, Dao Tian Holy Palace? This can only benefit you."
"Perhaps," Yao Shu said.
At that moment, with Nether Ancestor gone, Li Zhōujūn glanced at the two of them and smiled. "All right, enough talk. Rest well, both of you. I should be going too."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhōujūn pulled off a vanishing act right where he stood and hurried toward Dao Tian Holy Palace.
Mu Li and Yao Shu