The Silver Dragon of Creation was speechless.
Su Jingxing wanted to laugh.
Giving directions wasn't enough, it had to show them the way.
The key was that the Silver Dragon of Creation agreed after looking reluctant for a while.
"…Alright!"
The Silver Dragon of Creation replied angrily, "I can show you the way, but old fellow of the Spirit race, remember this. If you fail in the end, I'll devour you before your world collapses!"
"Don't worry. We will succeed."
Ziluoyin Mingchuan smiled. "Didn't you already say that five Origin Seeds are perfect to give all of us one each?"
"Hmph!"
The Silver Dragon of Creation sneered coldly and said nothing else.
Its body bloomed with light, layer after layer of silvery-gray light surging.
Like a mist, it first enveloped the entire body of the Silver Dragon of Creation before spreading to envelop Su Jingxing, Nian Ge'er, Tuohai Kuanfu, Ziluoyin Qingxia and Ziluoyin Mingchuan.