Elder Lei glanced at the faint point of light on the core screen of the medical area, representing Jiang Shu's vital signs as it continued to flicker weakly along the edge of the danger line. His gaze was deep and complicated.
What this boy had brought back was likely far more scalding than any of them had imagined.
Having escaped the absolute death zone of the Abyssal Star Vortex, the Star Shuttle accelerated to its utmost limit.
The long, oppressive voyage began. Under the elders' watch, the disciples treated their injuries and recuperated. Most remained silent.
From time to time, they cast complicated looks toward the medical area, their eyes holding concern, unmasked suspicion, and a trace of greed that was hard to detect.
The brutal battle over the mysterious stone and the Mech Clan's frenzied pursuit had already spread through the group.
Though they could not openly steal Jiang Shu's opportunity.
They had to remember that, to many within the War Alliance, Jiang Shu was still an outsider.
As long as they resolved to keep the opportunity within the War Alliance, there would naturally be Venerables standing behind them.
Zhan Feng appeared reckless, but his mind was as fine as a thread. At a glance, he saw through everyone's thoughts.
"What? You think Jiang Shu's injuries have given you an opening?"
"Or do you want to step on my head and climb into the position of Young Alliance Leader?"
Zhan Feng's way of commanding his subordinates was simple.
It was absolute strength.
Quite a few among them were Ancient Monsters who had only recently awakened from the War Alliance's affiliated factions. They had heard of Jiang Shu's exploits before, but had never truly understood his methods.
"If any of you are unconvinced, take this chance to step forward. I