"Alright, everyone."
Everyone was still immersed in the fact that Hallmaster Dao had self-destructed and that Bazhun'an had spoken up.
The figure on the ruins paused for a moment. Without any sudden or unnecessary thoughts, he held the telepathic communication stone and said again.
"Thank you for your presence and lives and how you've watched my great gift in the void."
"Now that the ceremony has ended, you can't watch the rest, so there's no need to stay any longer."
"I won't send you off."
What did he mean by he would not send them off?
In the various Saint wars, there were very few people who could still survive.
Not only did they have extraordinary combat strength, but they also had special life-preservation methods.
At a glance, in the shattered giant kingdom, there were pieces of corpses' flesh, floating bodies of spirit souls, higher void levels' wills... all of those.