Faced with True Immortal Luan Xiong's request, Feng Jun naturally could not refuse.
However, he cautiously raised a question. "Have you considered the Insect Race's second wave of warp jumps?"
The Insect Race's Divine Temples in the Folding-Ruler Galaxy had now all been destroyed, but the insects had not been completely wiped out. Those creatures were exceptionally tenacious. Though they knew their side had lost the overall situation, if they chose to hide, they would still be quite difficult to find.
Some cultivators were currently prospecting for minerals everywhere, but most were still searching for the remaining Insect Race.
When Luan Xiong heard Feng Jun mention a second warp jump, he scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Haven't we been waiting all this time? But they simply refuse to come. Tuo Tuo and I can't just keep wasting time here, can we?"
That really was a problem. Two combatants at the True Immortal level could not remain idle forever. That would be far too wasteful.
After thinking for a moment, Feng Jun asked, "Then haven't you looked around nearby for insects?"
"Nishang and the others found a star system with insects," Luan Xiong said, raising an eyebrow with some frustration. "But the insects only occupy two planets, and one of them is even a mining planet... Those True Immortals said they didn't need the two of us."
Feng Jun's mouth twitched. "So they even marked out their own private plot... Isn't that a little disrespectful toward True Immortals?"
"The main thing is that neither of us is interested," True Immortal Luan Xiong said with a bitter smile. "That little gain isn't even worth the trouble."
Feng Jun blinked again. "One of you could stay behind while the other searches in all directions, right?"
"We've searched already. There's nothing..." True Immortal