After Xiao Yun finished crossing his tribulation, he discovered that his master Di Tian and Zhao Wuji had already left the Chaos Holy Land. Puzzled, he asked Uncle Fu and only then learned why they had departed.
"Looks like Zhao Wuji was stirred up by me. That's good too. As the foremost general under my command, his strength cannot be too weak. Otherwise, how will he follow me in conquering the myriad worlds someday?" Xiao Yun thought confidently.
Xiao Yun was not worried about Zhao Wuji challenging the geniuses of the cultivation world. Zhao Wuji was not only the Holy Son of the Chaos Holy Land, but also the Holy Son of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land. With such a powerful background, hardly anyone dared provoke him.
Moreover, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body found it difficult to attain the Dao, so no one would try to nip him in the bud beforehand. After all, the value of killing him was far too small compared with the cost of offending the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land and the Chaos Holy Land.
Therefore, Zhao Wuji had no need to conceal his identity. He could openly challenge the geniuses of the cultivation world without issue.
"I should set out as well!" After spending several days in seclusion at Imperial Peak to rest and recover, Xiao Yun left the Chaos Holy Land.
Zhao Wuji had already set off, so naturally, he would not linger for long.
Leaving the Chaos Holy Land alone, Xiao Yun shot toward the horizon, transforming into a streak of rainbow light and vanishing into the sky.
The people of the Chaos Holy Land also noticed Xiao Yun's departure, but they paid it no mind. After all, they all knew that a super expert must be secretly protecting Xiao Yun.
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