Dao Saint Poem Shadow seemed to still have other things to deal with, didn't think too much, turned around and left directly.
As for this somewhat unfamiliar white‑haired youth, in her eyes, as long as they were within the Jianmu Universe, there would always be a chance to meet again.
Right now, she had more important matters to handle.
Leaving the Purple Fir Continent, a faint frown appeared on Dao Saint Poem Shadow's exquisite face: "Strange, logically it hasn't been that long, there should still be some remnant aura left behind by Jian Ancestor's alter ego. Why can't I find even a trace now?"
She shook her head, stopped lingering, and began to continue searching plane by plane.
Compared to the matter at hand, what just happened was nothing more than a trivial little episode.
On the Purple Fir Continent's side, after Dao Saint Poem Shadow departed, the many Palm Realm powerhouses all let out a sigh of relief.
