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Bei Ye could be said to have suffered an undeserved calamity, becoming a sacrifice to the conspiracy. The moment he woke, he returned to his clan, lest seeing his peers lively and well again while he himself had suffered damage to his foundation, with the risk that his cultivation might never advance another step causing his Dao heart to collapse.

"Once the matter of the Deep Space Sea is over, I'll go see him."

They had wanted to target him. Bei Ye had merely been caught in the crossfire. Though this was not Jiang Shu's fault, both emotionally and logically, he ought to visit him.

When Venerable Luo arrived, what he saw was this lively scene.

As the leader of the Nine Universes Merchant Alliance, he was naturally pleased to see the young people of the alliance getting along so harmoniously.

For a powerful faction to advance further, its peak strength was the most important thing.

But the younger generation was equally important.

Judging by how things were now, perhaps a thousand years from now, these geniuses might all take another step forward. Some might even enter the Eleventh Order.

"Board the ship!"

At Venerable Luo's command, everyone boarded the Starry Sky Colossus Ship, setting off in grand procession toward the Chaos Star Domain.

Jiang Shu stood at the bow with his hands behind his back. He looked like one beyond the dust of the mortal world, bearing the grace of an Immortal, impossibly carefree.

Yet at that moment, Jiang Shu suddenly turned his head and looked toward the empty space behind him.

Through years upon years of battle and slaughter, Jiang Shu's senses had become sharp to the extreme.

Just moments ago, he had vaguely sensed someone watching him in secret, carrying ill intent and utter malice. But when