In the void, Yan Rufeng flew on her Flying Sword, and after several days of non-stop flight, she was getting closer and closer to Immortal Emperor Star.
Suddenly, the Creation Divine Sword, which was flying at high speed, came to a halt.
Yan Rufeng furrowed her brows.
"Xiao Jian, why did you stop again?"
"Master, not far ahead, there are over ten thousand Primordial Energy fluctuations. Are you sure you want to continue?"
Yan Rufeng furrowed her brows even deeper, thinking, "Strange things happen every year, but today there're especially many. What are so many people doing in this vast void?"
At this moment, the Creation Divine Sword suddenly cried out.
"Master, it's bad, they are flying towards us."
"What?"
Yan Rufeng looked a bit flustered.
"Master, maybe we should turn back."
"Turn back to where? Since you couldn't avoid them earlier, we have no choice but to continue forward."
"But..."
"But what, are you scared?" Yan Rufeng said faintly.