Escorted by several Perfection Realm experts, Prince Aman left.
The fellow was simply too good at courting death. All they wanted was to hurry him back to the Saha World.
By then, his dozen or so guards had caught up as well.
"Your Highness, where did you go? You scared us half to death."
Aman waved a hand, brimming with pride. "I went to meet a great figure, and I consider it an honor."
Seeing the fellow showing off like that, the Perfection Realm experts felt their anger surge.
They really wanted to give the little brat a beating.
Seeing their skeptical expressions, he said, "I understand why you don't know. After all, with your limited vision, you really couldn't see much."
"But I believe he will definitely have a place among the future Half-Step Hongmeng experts, or even Hongmeng Realm experts."
He made it sound as though it were true.
But everyone knew this young prince was used to running wild.
So they paid it little mind.
Were a child's words worth listening to?
Not at all.
The group escorted him toward the Saha World.
Halfway there, he tried to go back, only to be firmly restrained, of course.
In the Primordial World.
After the battle was over, Demon Emperor Daochen hosted a banquet for the people of the Sacred Light World.
"Everyone, I will remember all your contributions to this victory."
"At this banquet, eat and drink to your hearts' content. We'll provide as much as you want."
"And the hundred four-star origins we promised the Heavenly Dao Saint King are all here."
"Thank you for coming to our aid today, Saint King."
Though he had no fear of those people, he did not want to expose himself because of them.
The Heavenly Dao Saint King waved