Liu Changhuai gave the old man before him a long, deep look. The battle intent and Dao Resonance dissipated, and with a cold snort, he turned and returned to the Spirit Treasure Ship.
After this incident, Liu Changhuai had no desire to linger. He immediately urged the Spirit Treasure Ship into Subspace and vanished before everyone's eyes.
Aboard the ship, Li Tianlin clenched his fist in secret, his eyes fixed on the Immortal Alliance's direction, filled with cold light.
Originally, thanks to this mission, he could have gained the chance to bear one or two more Core Patterns from Liu Changyuan. Now it had all vanished before his eyes.
And all because of this newly risen Small Faction!
The Immortal Alliance Domain-he, Li Tianlin, would remember it!
By the edge of the deck, Luo Luyu watched Li Tianlin's resentful expression and couldn't help curling his lip.
It was clearly Li Tianlin's own overconfidence that had allowed that demonic soul to escape, yet he wouldn't look for the problem in himself.
These arrogant people from families with some means really were disgusting.
As the ship was about to enter Deep Subspace, Luo Luyu's gaze inadvertently swept across the Immortal Alliance, and a bitter feeling, deep and poignant, rose within him.
"Many thanks, fellow Daoist, for your help!"
After Six-Celestial City departed, Feng Weiyi calmed the Sacred Yang Dao Resonance Flame within him and solemnly bowed to the old man.
"No need, no need. This old man has always been fond of meddling."
"Now that the matter is settled, this old man should be on his way."
The old man waved dismissively, then looked at Feng Weiyi with slightly cloudy eyes and spoke as if hinting at something.
"That little bit of yours would still be lacking, even if it burned right