Ji Ning and the others flew past the various astral islands.
"Go." The silver-armored man waved his hand, sending out an awe-inspiring blast of power that pushed at every single World-level cultivator. Even someone like Ning felt that this surge of power was nigh irresistible.
Ning followed that surge of power, allowing it to carry him forward as he flew towards the closest astral island.
"Master." Su Youji's voice rang out in Ning's mind.
Ning turned to look at her.
Su Youji was far off in the distance. She had flown towards an astral island as well, but she was staring at Ning.
"Be careful," Ning sent mentally.
"You too." Su Youji had a look of longing in her eyes.
