"The Hengliu galaxy?"
"The Hengliu galaxy. Isn't that the one mentioned in the letter the top Dharma adept from the Honglong planet of the Tianma galaxy gave me? He mentioned an enemy in that letter, isn't that where that enemy is from?"
Zhou Donghuang remembered very clearly that the nemesis of that supreme Dharma adept was currently a Primordial Soul adept from a Fireism sect, somewhere in the vast wilderness of the Hengliu galaxy—Gong Sunling.
And Fireism—it was obvious from its name that this was a sect that prided itself on its religious teachings.
"Grandmother, I'm not waiting for her any longer. If she comes back, tell her that I'm also at the Hengliu galaxy. We'll probably meet there very soon if everything goes well," Zhou Donghuang told Li Yu, then used his inner Yuan to pass the stack of papers in his hand over to Li Yu.
"This is my betrothal gift, Grandmother."
