If he hoped to rely on the Merchant Alliance in the future, he couldn't pretend nothing had happened!
Just after Jiang Shu left, a cold voice suddenly rang out of the void. "He really is a stubborn fellow."
At the spot where the Black Robed Figure had been standing, space flowed and coalesced like liquid mercury, gradually taking the shape of a translucent humanoid creature.
Had Jiang Shu been there to see it, he would surely have recognized the creature.
It was the Spirit of Space they had encountered in the Deep Space Sea!
Its entire body was composed of flowing Law of Space. Its features were blurred, but its eyes, formed entirely from Spatial Rifts, were clear as day.
It looked in the direction Jiang Shu had gone. A slit opened where its mouth should have been, as though it were smiling.
The Black Robed Figure remained seated where he had been, smiling as he spoke:
"If you were on the same side as him, you might well be won over by his talent and strength. Otherwise, he wouldn't have so many followers and friends."
The Spirit of Space shook its head. "You said it yourself: on the same side as him."
"Though we have no real, deep-seated grudge against each other, he severed a part of my essence. That means we'll never be on the same side, let alone become friends."
"Go on with what you were doing. I'm going to devour space and perfect myself."
With that, the surging space fell silent in an instant. Only the Black Robed Figure remained, leisurely sipping the tea before him. Then he let out a soft, mocking laugh.
Hum!
Moments later, space roiled before the Black Robed Figure. Ming Wuya emerged through a twisted Spatial Rift, dragging his battered body