"Humans are not far from here. I will lead you there," Shi Ding An said.
Shi Ding An was somewhat worried about the human race and wanted to go along to take a look. Now, the importance of the human race—or rather, Chen Fei—to the Xian Race had risen sharply.
A Supreme Realm True Spirit, and one carrying a great deal of information at that. Chen Fei's chances of breaking through to the Supreme Realm in the future were far higher than those of an ordinary Limit Eighth-Order.
When the time came, if a Ninth-Order emerged within the Xian Race, and Chen Fei also achieved Ninth-Order, the combined strength of the two races would be much greater. Under normal circumstances, it would already be enough for them to gain a foothold in the Ruin Realm.
If the Xian Race had poor luck and could never produce a Ninth-Order Supreme Realm, then with the friendship between the two sides in mind, Chen Fei lending the Xian Race a hand would also allow the Xian Race to live with less hardship.
Thus, the current human race could not be allowed to suffer an accident. But Shi Ding An was also worried that with the temperament of a prodigy like Chen Fei, he might not be able to withstand provocation.
The Mo Clan and the Geng Clan had come together, claiming they were acting as guides for the Liang Clan, but Shi Ding An knew that these two clans definitely harbored no good intentions.
"Very well. Lead the way."
Fu Xianbing was in a decent mood and did not object to Shi Ding An's suggestion. No matter who led the way, it would not affect what the Liang Clan wanted to do.
Shi Ding An cupped his hands, flew to the front, and