"Why didn’t that group harvest together?
The growth limit of the Blood Bud chanic Soldier should still be far from reached, right?"
Outside the Secret Realm, in front of the giant light vortex.
The white-haired middle-aged man standing on the moon-white platform looked at the image feedback in real-ti before him, slightly furrowing his brows.
The handso young man controlling the movents of the Blood Bud chanic Soldier shook his head upon hearing this and explained, "There’s no need.
The Blood Bud chanic Soldier only needs a certain substance within biological flesh during the initial activation for perfect activation.
Afterward, the primary energy source for growth doesn’t really rely on this.
Moreover, the identities of these people are special; they co from the sa force as the Immortal Bloodline.
If she finds out afterward, it could easily lead to other unnecessary trouble...."
The white-haired middle-aged man nodded, saying no more.
The old man with glasses stood by, holding a teacup with a faint smile as he listened to the two talk; he seed to be the least tense about this matter among the three.
The image in the void quickly changed, showing the Blood Bud chanic Soldier rapidly moving through the Secret Realm.
In the anti, the handso young man was busy controlling the soldier’s movents while gathering, processing, analyzing, and evaluating various data, his expression growing increasingly tense and serious.
After quite a "long" journey.
Finally, a change appeared in the image before the three.
As the image rapidly zood in, both the handso young man and the white-haired middle-aged man’s gaze imdiately locked on a figure in the image.
"We’ve caught up."
The handso young man softly murmured, his words revealing deep relaxation.
He was about to charge forward directly when the glasses-wearing old man spoke up to stop him.
"Wait."
"Wait for what?"
The handso young man instinctively retorted.
The old man glanced at him and said flatly, "The Secret Realm’s exit needs more ti to fully open; even if you rescue him now, there’s nowhere to go.
Moreover....."
The old man pointed to two figures clad in silver armor, one large and one small, one splendid and one simple within the image, squinting as he spoke lowly, "The Turan Family’s top-tier Evil Vine chanic Soldier prototype..
Are you sure at this growth stage, the Blood Bud chanic Soldier can withstand it?"
"Turan Family?!"
The pupils of the handso young man and the white-haired middle-aged man contracted upon hearing these three words, only then did they notice the shapes of the two figures who instigated this incident.
The vine-like intertwined armored appearance was a style only a certain family’s legacy soldiers possessed in this starry sky.
And this family... was an overwhelming presence the Bai Family absolutely couldn’t afford to provoke.
"Obtaining the core legacy of the Silver Evil Vine even in Star Spirit Realm, with their followers also...
Seems like a noble direct lineage of the Turan Family’s current generation."
The glasses-wearing old man lowered his head, gently blowing off the nonexistent foam in the teacup, muttering softly in a voice only he could hear, "Looks like this matter won’t be so easily concluded this ti..."
"Noble direct lineage of the Turan Family..."
The handso young man’s face was rather grim at this mont.
Under his control, the Blood Bud chanic Soldier, initially in rapid motion, ceased its movent.
His expression shifted dramatically, his eyes sparkling like he was reporting to soone.
A mont later.
He gritted his teeth and said, "The Elder Council advises us to stabilize now...damn it, how do I stabilize?"
"Then stabilize."
The old man with glasses set down the teacup, speaking calmly, "Do nothing for now.
Let the Blood Bud chanic Soldier continue absorbing energy to grow for a while.
Take action when it’s absolutely necessary.
In this situation, the more ti is delayed, the more advantageous it is for you.
After all....the ones who really should be worried aren’t you.
Don’t you agree?"
The handso young man’s eyes flickered for a mont, and after several seconds, he took a deep breath, his emotions gradually settling.
"You’re right."
...
"One big, one small.
One Elite Monster, one small soldier...."
Lu Yuan stared at the two opponents ahead who were clearly in the sa group, one evidently more "advanced" than the other, then turned to Yu Wentong beside him and asked, "Which one do you choose?"
Yu Wentong stared steadily at Lu Yuan, as if seeing him for the first ti.
Only after Lu Yuan looked at her for a while did she seem to recover from the shock of Lu Yuan’s "sudden appearance."
Yu Wentong didn’t say anything like telling Lu Yuan to quickly leave.
Instead, she smiled, raising her hand to neatly gather her scattered long hair.
The aura of Lord Tong once again emanated from her.
She glanced at Lu Yuan, subtly twirling her blade and said, "What do you think?"
With that, she paid him no further mind, walked up into the void step by step with a single hand dragging her blade.
"Can’t I....carry you for once?!"
Seeing Yu Wentong’s figure enveloped in intensifying purple light, Lu Yuan sighed lightly with so "disappointnt."
Then.
"Boom!"
He stomped hard, creating a large transparent distortion beneath him.
The enormous recoil propelled his figure, leaving a long shadow in the void, chasing after Yu Wentong.
"Daredevils still rush in?"
Upon seeing Lu Yuan’s sudden arrival, Andusha felt a slight amazent.
However, noticing that Lu Yuan, the late-joining "helper," was also in a nearly bare state, with only an oddly strange energy wave emanating from him, and no other peculiarities, this amazent quickly faded away.
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