In the end, Meng Qi joined Immortal Traces. As he put it, this was his fate. There was no escaping it.
But Meng Chuan could still see how happy Meng Qi was from his brisk steps and the upward curl of his lips.
He was about to get his hands on some of the Primordial Beginning Heavenly Venerable's God Arts!
Being unhappy was one thing. He couldn't turn down Divine Arts, could he?
Meng Chuan shook his head. Meng Qi really was a character.
Meng Chuan looked at the emerald-green Bodhi Seed in his hand, delighted. With the Tathagata's Palm General Outline, he could directly cultivate the other eight forms of Tathagata's Palm. Granted, he only had the first form, but he had just four words to say.
Wuhu! Time to soar!
Meng Chuan sent Tathagata's Palm to his true body, then attached this wisp of Divine Sense to Meng Qi.
The Demon Realm Fragment had collapsed, and Monk Jiuzhen had vanished like smoke. He had already been on the verge of death.
The detached, lofty voice of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation rang in the ears of Meng Qi's team.
"The Demon Realm has shattered, and Demon Yuan has been annihilated. The main mission has been completed beyond its requirements. Good Deeds are doubled: two thousand for each person. Return immediately."
Darkness enveloped them. When light returned to their eyes, they were back in Reincarnation Plaza. All except...
Meng Chuan's Divine Sense!
In the boundless Starry Sky, far from the Real World, Meng Chuan's Divine Sense was stripped from Meng Qi.
"So there really is someone behind this?" Meng Chuan looked at the rotating Planet in the distance and smiled.
He had known there was a Black Hand behind Demon Yuan's sudden surge in power. It