"Senior, I appreciate the kind intentions, but I have some important matters, so I'll not disturb the Celestials Clan," Shi Hao tactfully declined.
The Scarlet Plains were no longer restless and had returned to tranquility. Various groups of people evacuated one after another, leaving the ground increasingly vacant with only a few powerhouses still wandering.
"How is this a way to treat a guest? You saved Yun Xi, and escorted her at the risk of your life. It is both rational and emotional for our clan to express our gratitude," Qi Tuo spoke.
He, dressed in purple robes fluttering, exuded nobility. Surrounded by Celestial chains and shrouded in a halo, he appeared to be about forty years old, his eyes bright and piercing.
Shi Hao did not want to visit the Celestials Clan, but he knew that he might not be able to defy the will of the Celestial God. Considering his own situation and strength, it wasn't easy to escape.
