Supreme Saint Yuanfei and Mistress Fireborn's figures became translucent and then vanished into thin air.
Formless, shadowless, and devoid of any aura.
The two of them headed towards the Ghost's home planet to break the formation.
Pan Ruo and Lord Sinluo remained where they were.
Whoosh
The space shook slightly, and a handsome man with long silver hair walked out of the star fog.
He was tall and thin, and his facial features were exquisite. His ears were pointed, and his eyes emitted a strange light. Although he was only wearing tattered clothes, his noble temperament was still hard to hide.
He was one of the elves.
"Who is it?" Lord Sinluo asked. He immediately took out the Frostwood Bow and pulled it open, pointing at the elf.
The elves belonged to the Heavenly Realm, which meant that that person was a Celestial Captive.