"Perhaps some accident happened, and they died in the Primal Universe!"
Wang Xian spoke casually.
As long as he insisted that he had notified the people of the Primal Universe, Xie Yunjun would have no way to deal with him.
Of course, whether Xie Yunjun had any means or not, Wang Xian did not care. He had already planned to fall out with Xie Yunjun anyway.
Not to mention that Yaoyao had already destroyed the top-tier civilization Xie Yunjun had cultivated and released countless anomalies and ominous auras.
Xie Yunjun's gaze darkened, and his expression shifted repeatedly before finally easing. With an apologetic look, he said, "Fellow Daoist Wang Xian, I'm sorry. I want to return to the Myriad Worlds too badly. I miss my little sister too much, and I also want to go to the Outer Heaven and the Chaos Sea to find my father and elder sister."
As Xie Yunjun spoke, his eyes began to moisten, and his expression became worried and sorrowful.
"I understand."
Wang Xian patted Xie Yunjun's shoulder, sending a wisp of soul power into his body as he comforted him. "Don't worry. I'll contact the people of the Primal Universe again. I believe they'll definitely send over the Crystal Skull."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wang Xian."
Xie Yunjun wiped away the tears that had just welled up at the corners of his eyes and looked at Wang Xian with slight embarrassment.
After all, he was the Immortal Emperor Yun Jun. Crying in front of other cultivators was truly beneath his status and dignity.
A day later, Xie Yunjun set off once more.
Wang Xian and Yaoyao began setting up an array in Cloud Country.
"Didn't you say you could suppress Xie Yunjun easily? Why do we still need to set up an array?"