"Woo woo~" They emitted a ghostly ethereal sound.
The strongest on the entire planet were merely spirits; the former Heavenly Position had gone to the Holy City and perished in battle.
"Must we kill them?" Li Changzhou didn't act immediately.
"Woo——" All the Ghost Fog Spirits on the planet pleaded in unison.
"Hmm?" Turquoise Pool, covered in red battle armor, suddenly looked up at the sky; the inescapable gravity had vanished.
"Let's go." Li Changzhou transformed into light and rushed back to the scene.
The two returned to the main stem.
"At this rate, we have no chance at this Saint Position, not just this one; the sixth, even the seventh, we might not be able to catch up," remarked Turquoise Pool.
There are twelve Saint Positions in total; falling behind by one step might mean no chance at all.
"If we were still four, and no one became a Saint, I wouldn't hesitate. If not becoming a Saint means death for us, but now... let them go if we can."
