Jiang Ming's Dao heart was unwavering. He faced his inner self and pressed forward without hesitation. When he later reflected the heavens, searched the highest azure skies and the deepest Yellow Springs, he would bring Lingzhi back from the River of Time.
Lingzhi was merely a weak woman. Even if Jiang Ming defied time and space, there would not be much karmic consequence.
Besides, even if there were great karmic consequences, he would not give up on doing so.
As for the regrets of the Chinese Paladin storyline, Jiang Ming did not know whether he would have the chance to visit the Immortal Sword World. Even with the system, he had yet to discover that it possessed the ability to take him to other worlds.
Time flowed on. A year or so passed in an instant, becoming fleeting smoke and clouds.
At Jiang Ming's place of seclusion, Dao Patterns intertwined. One after another, ancestral shaman Divine Forms stood behind him like upright shadows. In the end, they condensed into Dao Patterns again, engraving themselves upon his flesh, skin, bones, internal organs, limbs, and extraordinary meridians.
Jiang Ming knew that he had succeeded.
The next moment, Jiang Ming took a step and vanished into the starry sky.
The instant Jiang Ming disappeared into the starry sky, he saw the Alliance Expeditionary Fleet from the Eternal Star Region arriving. With a casual grasp, Qi Zitong, Fan Xian, and Qi Meng vanished from the fleet, along with each of their Saint-grade Spaceships.
Those three women did not need to go throw away their lives. This time, Ye Fan had lured those arrogant and overbearing people from the Eternal Star Region to the Big Dipper Burial Emperor Star in order to make them attack the Primordial Royal Clans and weaken their overall strength.
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