Boom boom boom!
The Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure flickered, while the Creation Fire burned.
The gray mark slowly disappeared.
After three days, the gray mark vanished completely.
The Divine Soul formed a streak of light and entered the physical body. Duling Great Emperor opened his eyes, fatigue showing in his expression, yet a trace of joy and faint excitement flashed in his eyes.
"Thank you!"
Duling Great Emperor said, "I've only just driven out the Slave Seal, and my Divine Soul was severely injured in the process. I still need to recuperate. I urgently need to enter seclusion to heal my injuries, so I can't discuss matters with you at length. I'll leave this token with you. As long as you don't do anything excessive, no one will make things difficult for you!"
"With this token, you'll be immediately safe and sound!"
As he spoke, he handed over a golden token. The mark of the Six-Winged Devil Race was engraved upon it, and a trace of undying aura flashed from the token, suppressing the void.
After making a few arrangements, Duling Great Emperor disappeared.
"Interesting!"
Lu Xuanji took the token and felt the weight of trust upon it.
Duling Great Emperor had risen step by step to his current position, becoming a Tribulation Transcendence Layer 9 expert and the ruler of the Feather Devil Race. Whether in terms of intelligence or methods, he was extraordinarily powerful. This token was meant to win Lu Xuanji over, and the cost could hardly be called small.
Lu Xuanji said, "What a pity!"
His figure flashed, and he left the imperial palace.
He silently entered a manor.
The manor stood in the northwest of the city, in an extremely remote location. There were no luxurious furnishings, only a few simple trees and several courtyards.