"Hao Yan, the Ancestral Dao is not prepared to interfere. Whatever you intend to do, just go ahead and do it."
Hao Yan's eyes suddenly opened wide, carrying a trace of astonishment and doubt.
He looked towards the Erosion Sun Rain, as if trying to pierce through that layer of blood-colored robe to discern the true meaning behind the other party's words.
Not interfering? Not stopping him from contacting Feng Ting? Even... possibly permitting him to proceed?
This was completely different from the reaction he had anticipated. This almost laissez-faire attitude made Hao Yan feel even more unfathomable than any threat.
Does Chu Zheng think he has the ability to control the overall situation?
The Erosion Sun Rain did not answer the confusion in Hao Yan's eyes. After conveying Chu Zheng's intent, he did not pause for a moment and instantly merged into the void.