"Once you draw their attention, your safety can no longer be guaranteed," Dang Xiangjun said, looking calmly at Huixin.
Huixin nodded and said, "I understand. I have already informed the World Honored One. No matter what happens to me, no blame will fall upon the Celestial Spirit Sect. It will be the result of my own insistence.
Besides, you needn't worry. The World Honored One has already arrived within the borders of the Hundred Spirits Blessed Land. I should be safe."
Hearing this, Dang Xiangjun fell silent.
After a moment of silence, Dang Xiangjun suddenly turned his head, looked at Zhang Deming, and asked, "What do you think?"
Zhang Deming, a Spiritual Light twinkling in his hand, was taken aback. "Huh???"
Stunned for a moment, Zhang Deming realized everyone was looking at him. He glanced at Dang Xiangjun, who was giving him a strange look—or more accurately, was looking at the Spiritual Light twinkling in his hand.
