Babata had already tried every possible means not to give the Blue Star humans a single moment of breathing room.
Yet he never dreamed that someone could actually grow to an unstoppable extent in a mere four months.
That was the gap in perception, even though Babata had been cautious enough.
Four months—far too few things could change in that time.
At this moment, on Blue Star.
Jiang Yan gazed up at the firmament, withdrew his gaze, and looked over at Old Wang.
"Old Wang, stay safely at home. I'll be right back."
"You brat, do you take me for Tang Sanzang? Besides, what kind of strength do you even have right now? Going out into the starry sky is just courting death. Get your butt back inside and stay put!"
Old Wang muttered on incessantly, pressing down heavily on Jiang Yan's shoulder.
Clearly, he had no idea just how far Jiang Yan had grown by now.
Jiang Yan chuckled. "Old Wang, stop messing around. You can't even hold me back."
"You, you, you!" Wang Zhong grew frantic with exasperation; this brat was becoming more and more unfathomable.
The two were right in the middle of their bantering when three knocks sounded at the door.
"Old Wang, I won't chew your ear off anymore."
Jiang Yan turned around to answer the door.
The door opened.
He saw that the visitor had the white hair of a crane and the complexion of a child, dressed in a Mysterious Yellow Dao Robe, with an upright posture and a faint aura of Vast Righteous Qi radiating outward—his demeanor entirely out of place with the surrounding environment.
Jiang Yan's gaze narrowed. To be able to wear a yellow Dao robe on Blue Star and possess such a disposition, the visitor's identity was probably...
Jiang