After wrapping up matters in Right Capital, Feng Jun and Yi Jue finally relaxed somewhat. At the very least, the three largest Human Race bases had all received additional supplies.
Ren Tu and the other True Venerables made no further demands. Ever since they had slain seven Nascent Soul Insect Race cultivators in Lower Capital, the Rain-Praying Array could no longer draw the attention of Nascent Soul Insect Race cultivators.
Feng Jun performed a divination and found that the chances of the war ending within six or eight months had risen. He knew it was time to leave.
Before departing, Yi Jue summoned True Venerable Half-Fool.
True Lord Half-Fool was also extremely interested in the Heaven-Deriving Mirror. However, upon seeing it, he merely glanced at Feng Jun. "Fellow Daoist Hanhai was right. Little Friend Feng truly has a profound foundation."
The aura bestowed upon it by the Guardians had not yet dissipated. The moment he paid it some attention, he sensed that obscure, minute pressure. Though it was only an exceedingly faint trace, it made his thoughts sluggish and left him drowsy.
To be honest, True Venerable Half-Fool was thoroughly shocked. He did not know how high the cultivator's realm was, but at the very least, it had to be late Spirit Severing Stage. Considering that the intent did not mean to harm anyone and merely suppressed Divine Thought, perhaps... it was Body Integration Stage?
In any case, he did not dare show the slightest disrespect toward that wisp of aura. That was why he was so courteous to Feng Jun.
"This item was a spoil of war that Fellow Daoist Feng and I obtained together after killing Steel Bone," Yi Jue stepped forward to speak. She was not emphasizing ownership of the Heaven-Deriving Mirror, but rather making it clear