Communication II

"This is the mark of our Blood Alliance. Please keep it safe, the three of you. Should you encounter troublesome figures from Perpetual Palace or Instant Tower, you may present this item. Our three sides have long had an agreement." Zhang Rongfang explained.

The three caught the blue flowers and tucked them into their sleeves.

"Many thanks, Dao Ancestor," the three said together.

"From this day onward, you may enjoy special treatment in all three factions, second only to mine. Should you encounter danger, go to wherever the Blood Blanket is. The Blood Lotus will protect you of its own accord, and the Blood Blanket will also heal your wounds.

"Furthermore, Nether Spring is freely open to the three of you. As for money, there is even less need to mention it." Zhang Rongfang smiled.

At this level, all three were Extreme Realm experts, great figures who already held high positions. It was impossible for them to lack food, clothing, shelter, or transport.

What they truly sought was not enjoyment, but what the Extreme Realm itself could not attain.

Meng Qian and Damir were both Extreme Law practitioners. Extreme Law placed extreme emphasis on rules—on the core rules within one's heart. They sought to establish an exceedingly orderly environment around themselves, one that allowed no variables whatsoever.

Yet this world could not possibly have rules without variables.

Thus, whether Meng Qian or Damir, once released, would tirelessly establish a power of their own, obtaining the formidable strength needed to preserve unchanging order.

Both were idealists. On the surface, they appeared utterly normal, as though they never had a moment when their emotions broke free.

Yet it was precisely this normality that was the greatest abnormality.

The first two valued rules to the extreme. To restore the original scene in their