One finger at the forefront, Tai Zu following behind.
The entire starry sky seemed to be left with only these two beings. The young woman in the finger's grasp was devoid of all distractions, looking at Tai Zu without a hint of panic.
As if she was born without any emotions, unaware of joy or fear. She was merely making the best choices instinctively.
As soon as Tai Zu burst forth, she would return to the Pure White Space at the first opportunity—it was the optimal choice.
If her retreat was cut off, then she would adjust her stance to face the enemy with all her might.
Tai Zu was slowly advancing forward. Su He stretched out her right hand and levitated the Taozu Finger Bone: "Ancestor."
Tai Zu chuckled and shook his head: "To deal with one finger, the Old Turtle doesn't need external help yet. I'll borrow it from you when I need it another day."
