Ao Hong looked at Lu Yun, pressing his hands down to indicate for calm.

The young man sank back into his seat, his face dark. He was safe in the World of Soul Dominion, but Qing Yu and the little fox were open and vulnerable in the fourth realm. The world of immortal dao sequence probably wouldn’t be able to withstand the true powerhouses of the chief worlds.

Leize, Fuxi, Pangu, Hongjun, and the others were still recovering from their grave wounds. If the outsiders wanted to move against them, they would find a way.

“Hang on!” Lu Yun suddenly thought of someone—Qiu Feishan. She was from the Autumnus Realm and had defeated Lu Qing with one blow when he blockaded Astronomia Mountain. Mysterious beyond compare, the faction’s will was represented by Qiu...