Taiji Hall.
As Jiang Ning's words fell, the Martial Saint's Spirit Body gave him a slight nod, the hazy white light shrouding him flowing calmly around his body.
He said nothing more, only raised his hand and brushed the air. A gentle force lifted Jiang Ning and brought him to his side, shoulder to shoulder with him.
When everyone in the hall saw this, their expressions varied.
Prince Ji Xuan, the Shoulder-to-Shoulder King, had a deep gaze. When his eyes swept over Jiang Ning, a trace of complexity too faint to notice flashed through them.
The arrival of the Demon Country Delegation had made the Martial Saint's Spirit Body descend again; he had not expected that.
His gaze lingered on Jiang Ning for only a moment before he quietly withdrew it.
At this moment, though Demon King Heiyu's head was newly regrown and his aura was weak, he straightened his back and did not dare make the slightest abnormal move again.
Bai Li's ice-blue eyes turned toward Jiang Ning, paused briefly for an instant, then quietly withdrew.
"Let's go!" the Martial Saint's Spirit Body said.
As his words fell, he waved his hand. A beam of white light bloomed inside the hall, spreading like ripples, instantly enveloping Jiang Ning, Bai Li, and the Demon Country Delegation.
"Respectfully sending off the Martial Saint!"
"Respectfully sending off the Martial Saint!!"
Inside Taiji Hall, the civil and military officials bowed their heads again, their voices surging like a tide.
At the same time, Jiang Ning only felt time and space changing at tremendous speed. Fleeting images flashed before his eyes, just like when he had first used the Great Five Elements Water Escape Art.
The power of space!
He understood at once in his heart.
After the Tai Xu Yin Yang Sword reached