While the Dragon Ancestor of the Dragon Race and the Demon Elder of the Devil Race were plotting against Li Xiaoya...
In a spacious hall...
"Haha! You really pulled it off, Junior Brother Li! Those dragons must look pretty sick now!" Qianyu Taizu looked thoroughly delighted. Back then, he had arrived a step too late to save Li Xiaoya, and he had felt deeply guilty. Naturally, seeing Li Xiaoya return safe and sound filled him with joy...
"You flatter me, Senior Brother!" Li Xiaoya said calmly. "I came to bid you farewell!"
"Farewell?" Qianyu Taizu froze in surprise, but his expression quickly returned to normal. "All right. Actually, even if you hadn't come to say goodbye, I imagine Master would have called you back!"
"Yes! I've missed Master quite a bit too!" Li Xiaoya said hurriedly.
"All right! Go back if you wish! Give Master my regards!" Qianyu Taizu said. Spiritual light flashed in his hand, and a token flew toward Li Xiaoya. "Take this token. You can return to the Human Race Alliance whenever you like!"
"Yes! Thank you, Senior Brother!" Li Xiaoya reached out to catch it and thanked him...
"You're welcome!"
The two chatted for a while longer before Li Xiaoya took his leave...
"He reached the Mighty One Stage in less than a thousand years. He truly deserves to be the disciple Master values most!" Watching Li Xiaoya's retreating back, Qianyu Taizu sighed repeatedly with emotion...
Although many experts had been transferred away from the Race Battlefield, Qianyu Taizu, its Grand Commander, had remained behind to oversee it...
After leaving Qianyu Taizu's cave abode, Li Xiaoya glanced at the Race Battlefield, sighed, and turned to fly away...
When he returned to the human Main Base, he found it far more subdued than it had been in