Shi Qingyun tapped the void with a fingertip. Formation patterns shot out and merged into it as he spoke to Zhan Shuyu without turning his head.
"Then what should we do?"
Hearing this, Zhan Shuyu also thought it made some sense and immediately sprang to his feet.
"What are you panicking for? Are you afraid a Human Dao Supreme will come in person?"
"Even if one wanted to, they would have to be able to get here."
"Do you think this Imperial Pass alone is enough to defend the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"
"With the Heavenly Abyss here, the higher their cultivation, the greater the price they must pay to come over."
Looking at the jumpy Zhan Shuyu, Di Chuan could not resist retorting. He gave him a sidelong glance, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Hahaha."
"Is that how it works? Then I can rest easy!"
Hearing this, Zhan Shuyu could not help scratching his head awkwardly before sitting back down.
"Enough chatter. We have guests. Go meet them."
After driving a formation pattern shimmering with Yin-Yang qi into the void, Shi Qingyun turned to the two and spoke.
His tone was mild, but a few traces of killing intent crept into his eyes, and space surged beneath his feet.
Hearing him, the two stopped bickering. Their expressions immediately grew solemn, and after exchanging a glance, they each drew their weapons.
"Go!"
As the word fell, their surroundings blurred. Ripples spread through the void, and the spatial ripples swept their three figures away.
Yellow sand filled the sky, the heavens darkened, and killing intent emerged.
Several streaks of divine light flashed, and imposing figures slowly walked out of them.
The burly man at their head surveyed the yellow sand sweeping across the ground and spoke to those behind him.