Zhou Xu said it with a hearty laugh, but those words struck Zhou Yifei like a bolt from the blue. He stood rooted to the spot, utterly dumbfounded.
"His, His Majesty?"
Zhou Yifei lost the ability to think on the spot, but that did not affect his next move in the slightest.
With a loud thump, both of Zhou Yifei's legs went straight down, and he knelt.
Seeing the other man's dazed expression and how neatly he had dropped to his knees, Zhou Xu was at once amused and exasperated.
"What are you doing? Come on, get up."
As he spoke, Zhou Xu personally helped him to his feet, then patted him on the shoulder.
"Work hard. I told you, I won't treat you unfairly."
With that, Zhou Xu did not linger. He turned around and led Shilke and the others back to the camp, leaving Zhou Yifei standing there, still too stunned to recover.
During that brief interval, he had already worked out the arrangements for this area in his head.
As for the Old Gods Altar, Zhou Xu still did not know how many more times it could summon something. Out of caution, he decided to cultivate until he reached a bottleneck before attempting another summoning.
After all, the stronger his True Words power, the more room he would have to choose when performing a summoning.
And he could clearly feel that he was still on the rise.
After returning to camp, Zhou Xu felt that the primitive tribes that might exist nearby were probably not enough to pose a threat to them. However, if any transcendent creatures appeared, the exploration force left here might truly have a hard time dealing with them.
One careless move, and they could pay a terrible price.
Considering this, Zhou Xu felt