Outside the palace.
Fang Xing's cultivation avatar bore a trace of solemnity as his hands continuously formed various seal techniques.
Runes flashed, turning into a multicolored prohibition laced with strands of silver-white void power, sealing the palace completely.
"The true self needs to fully digest a sliver of the essence of the Outer Realm Evil God, which requires a long period of seclusion..."
"It just so happens that the Main Universe believes I am lurking and hurrying through the Huoluo Star System, so disappearing for a while is quite normal."
As for destroying the military Communication Device on his person?
Whether it was unwittingly destroyed in battle or destroyed preemptively due to the suspicion of a tracker, maintaining silence and executing silent operations were both good excuses.
Fang Xing felt this time he had made a big profit, not only avenging himself but also obtaining the Fate Law! It all depended on how much the true self could comprehend.
