"For such an important matter, it's good to be cautious, but it's best not to take too long." With a slight smile, Asna did not demand an immediate answer from Bo Xun, instead, his fingers reached out, drawing shapes in the air, and amidst the shimmering purple light, the phantom of a Taoist appeared under the palace dome,
A cold gleam suddenly flashed from the eyes of the majestic Amethyst figure.
"Since that's the case, old friend, in the Southern Wilderness Star Field, one of my Divided Spirits had cooperated with one of your offspring entities in conquering an interesting native world, do you remember this child?"
The Taoist sketched by Asna's hand was, unexpectedly, the image of Yi Chen.
The phantom under the dome pulsated at a strange frequency, as if many other details about the Taoist were deeply hidden within these odd fluctuations.
