For tens of thousands of years, the Chaos Mutants Zhen Yuanzi had slain numbered in the hundreds of millions.
His record of slaughter surpassed that of the Heavenly Balance Star's entire hundred-thousand-strong garrison combined.
On the front lines of the Sea of Chaos, Zhen Yuanzi's name itself was a deterrent.
So long as he appeared on the battlefield, the Chaos Mutants would scatter of their own accord.
"Zhen Yuanzi is here."
No one knew who murmured it, but the voice trembled with fear that could not be suppressed.
Baili Hong was the first to come to his senses. He glanced at Xu Changqing and called out, "Come. Let's go meet Eldest Senior Brother."
Xu Changqing nodded. "All right."
At once, the two of them rose into the air together.
Xu Ping'an and the others remained in the square, watching Father's figure grow farther and farther away.
Baili Hong's movements remained unhurried, yet Xu Changqing could sense that this Fourth Senior Brother treated Zhen Yuanzi with far more solemnity than he did others.
There were only a handful of people in the entire Northern Dipper Star Region who could make someone like Baili Hong act this way.
Below the colossal warship, Zhen Yuanzi had already descended the gangway.
The black aura curling around him had receded somewhat.
Yet the air within several dozen yards of him still burned like a furnace.
"Eldest Senior Brother."
Baili Hong spoke first, his tone carrying a rare trace of respect.
Zhen Yuanzi's gaze fell upon him, and he nodded. "Fourth Junior Brother."
Then his gaze shifted to Xu Changqing.
This time, however, it carried a hint of scrutiny.
"Who is he?"
Baili Hong stepped half a pace aside and introduced him. "Eldest Senior Brother, this is Master's newly accepted ninth direct disciple, Xu Changqing."
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