"They managed to withstand so many Evil Gods' counterattacks; who knows what tricks they have up their sleeves."
"I don't want to give them any chances, and I don't want the issue with Refuge No. 7 to drag on and give rise to trouble."
"So I must seize every second to take Refuge No. 7."
Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Larilo tilted her head. Her meticulously beautiful and pale face, high bridge of nose, and lips red as blood.
Her eyes were strange and profound, like a bottomless abyss, gleaming with cunning brilliance. "Then why aren't you racing against the clock right now?"
Qiu Tu laughed, picked up Larilo in his arms, and said, "Obviously, because of your sister...."
....
Meanwhile.
Refuge No. 6, at the border of 'Northwest Region' and 'Southwest Region'.
A dazzling white silhouette was sitting cross-legged on the ground, her five hearts facing the sky, quietly cultivating.
