Two figures stood at the edge of a palace, their gazes starkly looking into the distance even though there was no change on the horizon. Their eyes glowed strangely, their gaze penetrating layers upon layers of space to see the dark aura clouding the Celestial Transcendent Galaxy.
Their expressions carried a frown, half-curious, half-annoyed.
The Heavenly Realm Spatial Chess they played seemed to have been paused, one side glowing as it reminded the player to make a move. However, neither of the figures appeared to pay attention to it anymore.
"That seems quite dangerous." The True Dragon Monarch raised his hand and turned to look at the Celestial Transcendent with a faint smile, "You want to let us other Celestial Heaven Warriors inside your galaxy to deal with it?"
"If we weren't in war, sure." Celestial Transcendent had a frown, but hearing that made his lips curl.
"Don't be stubborn. This is more important than our petty racial spat."
