A Devil Race city somewhere in the Devil World.
Inside a private room in a restaurant, Sovereign Di put the jade plate away. Wang Jing stood at his side, along with Tianmo Guquan, but Tianmo Guquan had already been fixed in place, his Five Senses and Six Perceptions sealed.
Thus, Tianmo Guquan knew nothing of the Divine Monarch Conference.
Sovereign Di turned to look at Wang Jing and said, "Wang Jing."
"This junior is here." Wang Jing cupped his hands toward Sovereign Di.
Sovereign Di flipped his hand, and a Jade Slip appeared in his palm, drifting over to Wang Jing. He said, "This is the method that can stop the Forbidden Sea Area from expanding. Deliver it back to the Star Sea Cultivation World at once, or bring it to fellow daoist Origin Cauldron on the Boundary Wall Battlefield."
Wang Jing accepted the Jade Slip with a grave expression, bowed ninety degrees to Sovereign Di, and said, "Wang Jing thanks Senior Di for his grace on behalf of the countless cultivators of the Star Sea Cultivation World."
Sovereign Di waved his hand. "Go. I will wait here for your return."
"Yes. This junior will go swiftly and return swiftly, and dare not make Senior wait long." After he finished speaking, Wang Jing put the Jade Slip into his Storage Bag, summoned the Illusion God Sky Wheel, transformed into a streak of blue light, and flew out of the private room.
He had followed Sovereign Di in traveling through the Devil World. Even without Sovereign Di escorting him all the way, the Devil World would not have any designs on Wang Jing. After all, Wang Jing was merely a trifling Nascent Soul True Lord. Killing a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator and offending Sovereign Di—this business would not be worth it.