The vast voice entered his mind. Xu Qing's eyelids drooped slightly as he calmly spoke.
"Your Excellency, I don't have the strength to participate in your fight with Ming Fei. I wonder how I can help you."
"It's precisely because of this that I need your help." The voice of the Heavenly Dao rang out again, its tone ancient yet tinged with plea.
"My battle with that malevolent entity spans across the stars and the myriad realms, contesting both fate and the Dao."
"This realm is the origin of the Northern Age, as well as the starting point of the appearance of Ming Fei. It harbors the shadow of its Dao, and it has already usurped much of the Heavenly Dao authority in this realm."
"Little friend, please draw out Ming