River of Space-time.
Ji Xianshen, Fang Liang, and Heavenly Venerate Xun meditated side by side.
In front of them was a blood-red figure. It was Chu Xiaoqi. His body was surrounded by blood Qi and he was in a violent state. He was trembling and his expression was sinister, like a human-shaped ferocious beast that had lost its mind.
Fang Liang said worriedly, "It doesn't feel right. Are we being played?"
Ji Xianshen did not even open his eyes. "The other party is not even willing to reveal his identity. He must be plotting something. But we also have our own needs. We want to become Dao Creators. If we succeed, we will help him wash away Primordial Despair's monstrous negative karma."
Heavenly Venerate Xun asked, "Why aren't you looking for the Lord?"
Ji Xianshen opened his eyes and glanced at him. "Is the Lord so easy to find?"
