WHOOSH!

Standing on an eighth grade Goldskin Beast, Dong Qisong from the Beast-controlling Sect plummeted towards the dead star like a streak of golden light before landing with a loud crash.

He seemed to be so exhausted that even breathing had become laborious.

Sparks of spiritual power fell from him like snowflakes.

He was drenched in sweat.

Dong Li removed her gaze from the black iron box to fix him with a confused look. “What the hell happened to you, Patriarch? Why does it look like someone just fished you out of a river?”

Dong Qisong panted heavily as he gradually calmed himself.

“Kid, did you see someone?” Dong Qisong asked with a grim expression. “Just now, a few strands of aura suddenly descended on this dead star. They suppressed even my soul awareness.”

FIZZ!

Yue Yanxi from the Divine Flame Sect, who had advanced to the early Saint domain as Dong Qisong had, arrived like a streak of flames. Upon arriving, he asked aloud, “Who were they?”

Dong Qisong and Yue Yanxi were the two Saint domain experts that had been charged with protecting...