It isn’t the right time?

Chen Xi was puzzled. “Why?”

Chen Lingjun and Zuoqiu Xue exchanged glances before they said, “All those years ago when we came to the Chen Clan to seek shelter, I’d promised Chen Taichong that I wouldn’t leave arbitrarily before the next Battle of Dao Protectors began.”

He paused for a moment before he continued. “Presently, there are 500 years left before that agreement is complete.”

Chen Xi’s brows knit together even more tightly. “Was this a condition the exchange between the two of you?”

Chen Lingjun nodded and shrugged. “Otherwise, how could Chen Taichong dare to take such a risk of going against the Heaven Dao in order to hide us here? The Divine Dao Protector Clans protect the Heaven Dao, yet Chen Taichong dared to take such a risk and make such a decision. So, how can I go back on my word?”

Only now did Chen Xi come to an understanding, and he couldn’t help but sigh. “According to my knowledge, the Primal Chaos Origin is the closest place to the Heaven Dao. So staying here would undoubtedly be equivalent to being right before the Heaven Dao. Isn’t that too dangerous?”

Chen Lingjun smiled. “There’s no perfect method in the world.”

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