Ling Xuan's figure quietly disappeared, transformed into a faint light, merging into the void without leaving a trace of breath.
Jiang Ye did not turn back, yet he could clearly sense the vast divine thought still enveloping the vicinity of Bright Heart Hall, like an invisible net isolating all potential dangers outside.
But there was no trace of relaxation in Jiang Ye's heart.
Previously, he thought that with the protection of Venerable Bai, the Huanglong Main Star was absolutely safe, but the assassination by Hui He shattered his understanding completely.
Even deep in the core territory of Huanglong Civilization, some dared to make a move on him.
This made the sense of crisis in Jiang Ye's heart grow stronger.
"The Huanglong Main Star is not absolutely safe either." Jiang Ye sighed inwardly.
The past self was too naive.
"I must improve my power quickly."
"Ascend to Heaven's Chosen Talent." Jiang Ye's conviction grew increasingly firm.
