Your Feud Has Nothing to Do with Me.

This was a secondary dimension. The sky was filled with a fluttering ribbon-like aurora. A high-speed stream of light passed through it. It was the magic vehicle of Dylan and the others.

After sailing for more than a month, they had already left the area controlled by the three Universal Civilizations. The initial vigilance of Dylan and the others gradually became relaxed.

A month ago, Oathkeeper had used mental projection to meet them and then disappeared. They were all Revivors of the Holy Accord and knew the effects of Soul Flame very well. They knew that Oathkeeper could only talk to them and could not lock onto their location, so they were not worried about exposing their coordinates.

"It's been so long. It's about time for Black Star to return from the Sanctum. Oathkeeper said he would tell us something valuable, so he should be here soon."

A Beyond Grade A teased the furry pet on the table and casually mentioned this.