In the vast starry sky, all was deathly silent.
Two streaks of light streaked through the boundless river of stars at a speed the naked eye could scarcely catch.
Within the white streak behind them, Chen Yu's expression was taut, fine beads of sweat even seeping from his brow.
As a Melding Dao Realm Venerable Lord, he had no choice but to go all out at this moment, even secretly activating a highly draining amplification secret art.
Only then could he barely keep up with the purple figure ahead.
And what made him feel most powerless was this.
Judging by how the young man ahead occasionally lowered his head in thought and sometimes flipped through the Alliance jade slip in his hand...
It seemed the other party had deliberately slowed down for his sake.
"Is this the foundation of a Melding Dao Realm expert?"
Chen Yu could not help but churn inwardly, feeling a wave of frustration.
But he quickly adjusted his mindset.
Gritting his teeth, he drove the movement art within him even more fiercely. Sword Qi surged around him as he forcibly raised his speed another notch!
At last, he barely managed to travel shoulder to shoulder with Ye Li.
Taking this opportunity, he steadied his ragged breathing. Then he turned to the young man beside him and casually struck up a conversation.
"Fellow Daoist Ye."
"Ever since Chen heard about establishing a faction, there has been something weighing on my mind. I do not know whether I should say it."
"Say it." Ye Li did not look back.
His consciousness was immersed in the Brow-Center Universe, examining the memory scenes of the soul he had just slain. He answered offhandedly.
Chen Yu took a deep breath and finally asked the question that had baffled many first-rate factions.