Two Primordial Domain Lords remained behind to keep watch, while the other Mo Race powerhouses came and went in haste.
Yang Kai, hidden in the shadows, raised an eyebrow slightly and sent a transmission: "That title of yours... it's quite unique."
Wu Kuang replied: "When I had idle time, I exchanged words with the King Lords here. They were quite impressed by me!"
Yang Kai was momentarily rendered speechless.
He could imagine it — spending two thousand years single-handedly guarding the Profound Heaven Grand Barrier was indeed lonely and tedious. Exchanging words with those King Lords would not only relieve some of the pressure, but might also yield useful intelligence.
"I'll send you to the Purging Army now. Don't resist," Wu Kuang's voice sounded again.
Yang Kai nodded in acknowledgment.
In the next instant, he felt an inexplicable force envelop him as he traversed through the boundless Mo-colored darkness.
This traversal was silent and imperceptible. Yang Kai occasionally sensed powerful auras flashing past him — those were the various King Lords of the Mo Race — but with the protection of the Profound Heaven Grand Barrier's power, even as Yang Kai swept past them, not one of them noticed.
Until at a certain moment, Yang Kai felt as though he had broken through a thin membrane, suddenly entering another space entirely.
The Mo-colored darkness vanished completely.
This was a space free of Mo power, not particularly large, with tiny points of light flickering like candle flames within Yang Kai's vision.
Following those lights, Yang Kai immediately spotted the Purging Platform. Upon the platform, luminous pearls hung suspended in the air, casting a gentle glow — the light Yang Kai had seen emanated from these very pearls.
Upon the Purging Platform, a large crowd gazed upward expectantly, clearly having received advance notice from Wu Kuang that Yang Kai was coming.
Yang Kai adjusted his trajectory and streaked toward the Purging Platform. Moments later, he arrived before the crowd, descended, and swept his gaze over them. Letting out a subtle breath of relief, he bowed to the silver-haired man standing at the very front. "Senior."
This space had been carved out by Wu Kuang using the barrier's power, capable of largely evading detection by the Mo Race. It was the reason the Purging Army had managed to survive inside the barrier for so long without being destroyed.
The space was not large, so Fu Guang naturally did not assume his dragon form, maintaining his human shape instead.
Fu Guang raised a hand and said, "No need for formalities. For you to see us in such a sorry state — forgive our embarrassment."
Yang Kai shook his head. "It was my oversight. All these years, I've caused you and everyone here to suffer."
"Fighting the Mo Race is our duty." Fu Guang waved his hand dismissively, then asked, "What is the situation outside like now?"
Wu Kuang had only notified them that Yang Kai was coming but had not relayed any intelligence about the outside world, which left Fu Guang somewhat anxious.
The Purging Army was responsible for guarding the breach in the Profound Heaven Grand Barrier. When the barrier had previously gone into turmoil, they were swallowed into it. Without their blockade, countless Mo Race would have escaped through that breach, dealing a devastating blow to the Three Thousand Worlds.
Yang Kai replied, "The Heavens have been reclaimed. All the Mo Race have been utterly exterminated. The human armies are currently on their expedition and will arrive at the Profound Heaven Grand Barrier within a month."
"Oh?" Fu Guang's interest was immediately piqued. "The Heavens have been reclaimed?"
The others were similarly stirred, joy flooding their faces.
They had been stationed outside the Profound Heaven Grand Barrier for so many years, completely cut off from the Heavens, unable to obtain any intelligence whatsoever. For the Purging Army, this was nothing short of torture.
Because they never knew how many years they would have to maintain this vigil...
Only now, upon hearing that the Heavens had been reclaimed, did the heavy stone finally lift from the hearts of the soldiers.
"Quite a number of Mo Race escaped through the barrier. I noticed something was off with the barrier, so I came ahead to assess the situation," Yang Kai continued.
Fu Guang nodded. "Half a year ago, the barrier suddenly erupted in turmoil. The Purging Army had no time to evade and was swallowed into this space. Thanks to Wu Kuang's continued protection, we have survived until now."
Even with Wu Kuang using the barrier's power to shield the Purging Army's tracks and keep them hidden from the Mo Race, if no solution to escape this predicament was found, death was inevitable in the end.
Wu Kuang could protect them for a time, but not for eternity.
This was the origin of the Mo — the Mo's creations were endless. The Purging Army occasionally left traces, and every time this happened, they were beset by countless Mo Race powerhouses.
Just moments ago, they had endured such an assault, and Wu Kuang had scrambled to seal the leak.
Wu Kuang's voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears: "When the human armies arrive and engage the Mo Race's attention, I will find an opportunity to send you out."
Now was certainly not the time. Setting aside the tens of millions of Mo Race forces gathered outside the barrier, the moment the Purging Army revealed themselves, they would be doomed.
Even inside the barrier, near the breach, numerous Mo Race powerhouses lay in ambush.
The Mo Race was aware that a human army existed inside the barrier, and there was only one passage to the outside. As long as that passage was blocked, this human army could not escape even with wings.
For the Purging Army to leave safely, they had to wait for the human expedition to arrive. Only when the great battle began would there be an opportunity to depart.
Until then, they could only shelter under Wu Kuang's wing.
After exchanging more intelligence about the outside world with Yang Kai, Fu Guang gradually grew more confident in the situation.