A Barbaric Continent.
Qin Shaofeng casually tossed Kelong's corpse, its injuries already disguised, along with two corpses he had just taken out from his spatial storage, onto the ground.
"This place could be considered blessed with green mountains and clear waters. It's not bad as your burial ground," Qin Shaofeng said with an indifferent smile.
But immediately afterward, a voice transmission reached his ears.
His figure vanished in a flash.
Not long after.
More than a dozen Immortal Stream experts rushed over.
These were genuine Immortal Stream experts, a group responsible for maintaining peace in the starry sky. Their leader was even an Eternal Mid-stage expert.
The man wore a golden robe.
Upon seeing the corpses of Kelong and the other two, he was the first to descend.
He stared at Kelong's corpse, which was almost no longer human in shape, for a while.
Only then did his gaze turn venomous. He suddenly spun around and shouted at the six young people who had been brought over, "Tell me exactly what happened, without leaving out a single word."
The six were spies to begin with. To clear themselves of suspicion, they gave an extremely detailed account of what had happened.
The man's expression grew uglier and uglier as he listened.
Meanwhile.
Qin Shaofeng had long since left that continent far behind.
Compared with when he had first departed, Zun Tianxing and the Miao Woman were once again by his side.
Wandering around everywhere lately had not been a waste of effort for him.
At the very least, he had gained a clear understanding of the distribution of powers within the Starry Sky World.
The Starry Sky Sacred Hall sat at the very center of the human territories in the Starry Sky World.
Immortal Stream, the Spirit Race, and the Death