"I have other matters to attend to, I cannot accompany you." Yang Jian said.
"No problem." Lin Heng's eyes flashed with astonishing brilliance, his tone firm: "If the Saints do not emerge, I can push through all enemies!"
This was not arrogance; Lin Heng had such confidence.
His Invincible Dao Heart was already forged.
He feared no equal opponent in the world.
Even if they came together!
"Good." Yang Jian didn't say much, just raised his hand towards the Star Realm, and a pillar of light descended from the World in the Lamp.
"Go." Yang Jian said.
Lin Heng nodded, bid farewell, and then disappeared with the pillar of light from this World in the Lamp.
Not long after Lin Heng left,
a figure appeared here again.
An old, hunched, ugly figure.
"A perfectly fine Dao Court, yet it carries the burden of a Heavenly Calamity; what a pity, truly a pity..." that figure said melancholically, amidst grayish-white fur was an ash-red macaque face.
