After a long while, their lips parted.
"Go."
Liu Bai looked at her and gently caressed her cheek.
"Wait for me."
With that, he turned and strode out of the main hall.
Behind him, Zi Yan stood where she was, watching his departing figure for a long time without moving.
Outside Dragon Island, within the void.
Liu Bai stood in the air. Behind him were Qing Lin, Yao Ming, and the controlled Three Great Dragon Kings.
He turned back and gave the enormous Dragon Island one final look.
A moment later, he withdrew his gaze.
"Let's go."
As his words fell, he raised a hand, tore open space, and stepped inside.
The others followed close behind, vanishing into the boundless void.
Central Plains, Holy Pill City.
A rift silently split open in the void.
Liu Bai stepped out first, followed by Qing Lin, Yao Ming, and the Three Great Dragon Kings.
The five stood in the air, overlooking the incomparably prosperous city below.
Holy Pill City was the foundation of the Pill Tower, the sacred land of Alchemists in the Central Plains.
Returning after so long, Liu Bai unexpectedly felt as though a lifetime had passed.
"So this is the human world..."
The North Dragon King stood behind Liu Bai, sweeping his gaze over the city below with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
He was a Dragon King of the Ancient Void Dragon Tribe, a terrifying Late Three-Star Dou Saint. In his eyes, a mere human city could be destroyed with a flick of his hand.
"Restrain your aura."
Without turning his head, Liu Bai spoke calmly.
"This is human territory, and there are rules here. Stay by my side and keep a low profile."
The North Dragon King froze slightly before lowering his head.
"Yes, Master."