Sun Luyuan fell silent for a moment before whispering, "Regarding that Sacred Dynasty Daqi, I plan to make contact myself."
"Hmm?" Sun Luyao was taken aback.
He knew his brother had plans to make contact with the Sacred Dynasty Daqi, but previously, he had intended to have his death warriors probe the reality first.
"Why the sudden change in plan?"
"Times change," said Sun Luyuan with a serious expression. "Who knows how long old Fu will be in seclusion. I need to take advantage of this rare freedom to plan for the future of us brothers, as well as for the Sun Family."
Sun Luyuan's eyes were chilling, "I actually had some hesitations. But that seven-color rainbow light departing from the realm completely disheartened me. Within the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals, we will always be mere tools for others. Should disaster befall the Xuanhuang World one day, those Mirror Handlers and Dharma Transmitters who flee from disaster will certainly not take us with them."
