This time, Yoda's initiative truly let Ye Luo breathe a sigh of relief. The fleet left the grand formation's range, and the twelve Demon Gods stared blankly at one another before reverting to twelve flags and falling silent once more.
Yoda slowly lowered his arms, a trace of fatigue appearing on his face. Ye Luo firmly etched this scene into his mind. To make twelve ancient Demon Gods turn a blind eye—such heaven-reaching ability was something he absolutely had to learn from the Master if he ever got the chance.
Ye Meng and the others had already approached the warship and were preparing to board. Yoda waved to Ye Luo. "Your Majesty Ye Luo, I'm old now. I no longer have the energy I once did. I'm tired, so I'll leave the rest to you. Before the Zerg advance to a Level 6 civilization, aside from matters concerning the Force, you may simply pretend I don't exist..."
Ye Luo opened his mouth. This old man truly had wisdom with age. The old green-skinned fellow had just displayed a heaven-defying method, and now he had already cut off any chance of Ye Luo asking him for help. Ye Luo merely smiled at that. Not help? Weren't you waiting for me to help you overthrow the Dark Lord's rule after the Zerg reached Level 6 civilization? If our lives were truly in danger, could you really stand by and do nothing? Ye Luo's mind whirred with calculations. With this old green-skinned fellow watching over things, couldn't he speed things up on the Yellow Springs Continent?
Just as Yoda was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head. He seemed to have heard someone's mental calculations and added, "The Force guided me here. I should believe that the Zerg have both the potential