The void rippled soundlessly beneath an unknown divine veil, and crimson mist flashed past in an instant.
Then, three figures stumbled out.
They were Tan Lin, Li Qingjue, and the Six-Eared Macaque, whom he had concealed the moment she arrived through [All-Causes Transposition].
At that moment, she was clutching a crudely sealed jade box, her face full of anxiety. Before they even had time to say anything after reuniting, she hurriedly tried to hand the item in her arms to Tan Lin.
"Cough, cough..."
Within the [All Causes Barrier], Tan Lin's primordial spirit had dimmed until it was nearly transparent, like a candle flame in the wind that could go out at any moment.
He forcibly steadied his faint spiritual form and immediately looked to the side.
Li Qingjue was in slightly better condition.
Only, the black dress condensed from Dao laws had been shattered, exposing large patches of snow-white skin stained with blood. Those were traces left behind by Imperial Dao attacks, remnants that had continued to break apart and reform amid the aftershocks and could not be completely erased in such a short time.
This undoubtedly increased the cost of Tan Lin maintaining the secrecy of their whereabouts. Fortunately, his reserves had grown somewhat more substantial again, and he could still bear the burden.
Otherwise, those Supreme Beings would surely be able to follow those traces straight to them.
Whoosh!
Chaos Qi flickered around Li Qingjue.
She tightly gripped the cracked Execution Immortal Sword in her hand, her beautiful eyes shut as she did everything she could to regulate her breathing and suppress the Exotic Origins of the Myriad Daos within her body. Injured at the crucial stage of breaking into the Imperial Dao Realm, those Origins had turned violent and begun rejecting one another.
Little Six stared