Early warning? A flicker of suspicion crossed Feng Jun's eyes. He had promised Fishing Elder that these people would only mine and would not attack the Insect Race.
Instinctively, his Divine Sense swept across the massive planet. Although it could not cover the entire world, it could still reach three or four thousand li. Then he froze again. "Xuanhuang and Yuangang... sent True Immortals along too?"
"Yes," the person who had also been attacked nodded. "They went together. Five True Immortals went in total, and they'll be back soon."
Feng Jun immediately felt relieved. With True Immortals from the Two Sects accompanying them, even if Fishing Elder, the True Venerable, erupted, he could not blame Feng Jun—your Xuanhuang Sect disciples were doing it too. Did you still have the nerve to keep holding him accountable?
A Duanmu Family True Immortal happened to be nearby. Feng Jun went over and asked, receiving the same answer. He then said, "It's right to prepare for danger before it arrives, but this planet's defenses are also important. What if the Insect Race doesn't come from the red giant's direction? Wouldn't that be terrible?"
The Duanmu Family True Immortal nodded, but could not help defending himself. "Feng Mountain Lord is right, but staying on guard while mining all the time is actually quite boring. Especially with this mining equipment, there's barely any difference between True Immortals and ordinary people."
Feng Jun shot him a glare and said irritably, "So getting you these things was somehow my mistake?"
By now, he was qualified to speak to True Immortals as an equal, even if the other party was at the Nascent Soul Intermediate Stage.
Sure enough, the Duanmu Family True Immortal could only shake his head with a bitter smile. "Being able to save some spiritual energy