Zhao Rong didn't know what was happening behind them.
Right now, he, Zhao Qian'er, and Li Bai were walking on the Star River.
The stars in the lake below them shimmered and swayed, actually pushed by the black waves beneath.
So it felt as if the stars in the sky were all "restless," especially as the three of them stepped through the watery curtain of the Star River.
It gave the impression of treading the Milky Way and the bright moon.
The experience was extraordinary and couldn't help but fill one's chest with surging passion.
However, Zhao Rong didn't seem to feel the tranquil freedom that was exclusive to those on the path of cultivation.
At the moment, he was slightly frowning, occasionally looking left and right, examining the water beneath his feet, his thoughts unknown.
By Zhao Rong's side, Zhao Qian'er was leading the way, a step quicker than him.
Zhao Rong saw that despite it being her first time here, she seemed quite adept, and nodded in admiration, saying,
