The crisis had been completely resolved, and the ringleader of the rebellion had already been executed.
The old Planet Lord steadied her breathing for a moment, suppressing the surging weakness within her. Then she turned and raised a hand in invitation, her expression dignified and gentle.
She turned her head toward Lu Yuan and Ying Luan, who stood side by side beside her, and spoke softly. "My lords, the ritual to reconstruct a Dragon Human body must be initiated at the Silver Dragon Altar, the holiest site at the heart of Silver Dragon Star. It gathers the purest origin of the Dragon Human Race from across the entire planet, making it the most suitable place to stabilize a spiritual body and forge a physical form."
Lu Yuan nodded slightly, his gaze calm. "Then I'll trouble the Planet Lord to lead the way."
At that moment, Gu Li's voice softly rang out within Lu Yuan's sea of consciousness, carrying a faint warmth. "Thank you. You've worked hard all this time."
As they proceeded at an unhurried pace, Ying Luan remained silent at his side. Her indifferent eyes swept over the palaces along the way as she asked quietly, "Are there any taboos in the Silver Dragon Altar's ritual process that we need to avoid? That way, we can cooperate fully and ensure nothing goes wrong."
The old Planet Lord looked back at them, sincerity in her eyes. "The ritual is orthodox and ancient, with no dangerous taboos. You only need to stand guard quietly. The true variable has never been the altar formation, but the human heart."
That brief sentence carried a deeper meaning, and the atmosphere around them quietly grew heavier.
The group chatted as they walked, and before long, they arrived smoothly at the Silver Dragon Altar.
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