"Qingshuang, I'm back!"
Within Qingxuan Saint Hall.
Ye Qingshuang, who had originally been full of worry, was instantly delighted when she heard the sudden commotion.
Turning to look at that familiar figure, she beamed and said:
"Qingxuan, you've finally returned."
In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingshuang had already thrown herself into that figure's arms.
Throughout these years, facing the oppression of the two great Alien Wu Ji Holy Lands, she had been exhausted in both body and mind.
Without Ye Qingxuan holding down the fort, Qingxuan Holy Land had been utterly incapable of withstanding the Alien Wu Ji Holy Lands.
The pressure she had endured during this time could well be imagined.
Now that Ye Qingxuan had returned in time, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry! Since I've returned, Guai Race Xieyang Holy Land and Devil Race Blood Demon Holy Land are not worth mentioning."
Holding Ye Qingshuang in his arms, Ye Qingxuan's gaze pierced through the barriers of space and stared beyond Qingxuan Holy Land, a trace of sharpness leaking from his eyes.
The moment this Divine Soul Clone returned to Qingxuan Holy Land,
Ye Qingxuan had instantly gained insight into the karma Qingxuan Holy Land had accumulated over these years.
Naturally, he now knew the situation Qingxuan Holy Land was facing.
"When the Alien Holy Lands' experts invade again, I will personally make a move and crush them."
At present, Guai Race Xieyang Holy Land and Devil Race Blood Demon Holy Land were merely conducting preliminary probes against Qingxuan Holy Land.
Qingxuan Holy Land was, after all, a Holy Land of the Limitless Level.
Even if the people of Guai Race Xieyang Holy Land and Devil Race Blood Demon Holy Land suspected that Qingxuan Holy Land had an insufficient foundation and lacked