Both of them felt that, with the Starry Sky Dock exposed out here, there had to be plenty of Foreign-Race Cultivators nearby who wanted to reach the Central Star Palace Temple but had failed to find the crucial Starry Sky Token. Many of them were surely lurking here, waiting for other Cultivators bound for the Central Star Palace Temple, or had laid some kind of trap...
After all, over the many years on the Star Continent, quite a few Cultivators had come to the Number Eight Continent. Many, unable to enter the Lesser Star Palace Temple, had stayed nearby to search for opportunities and treasures while keeping watch over the Star Palace Dock.
That was one way to go about it.
Spiritual energy swirled in Ye Han's eyes. After observing for a long while, he transmitted his voice to the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race beside him. "Old Daoist! There are indeed plenty of dangers here, but once we enter the Stars Dock, we should be relatively safe! They probably have no way to get inside."
"However, someone has probably laid a formation at the Star Palace Dock. Breaking through it quickly won't be easy...!"
"I have a plan. Let's discuss it!"
"Good!"
At the edge of a cliff, a concealed cave abode was enclosed by layer upon layer of Restriction Formations. A figure wreathed in swirling black-and-red light sat cross-legged on a strange, blood-red Lotus Formation Disk. Bloody auras continually surged from the ground and seeped into his body, while strands of mysterious, profound runes churned over him and burst forth without cease.
But before long...
With a hum, ripples of bloody light spread from his body. The figure opened his narrow eyes, revealing pupils that exuded the aura of an evil dragon...
The figure cursed helplessly, "Damn it! I