Ling Pengyun was startled when he heard this.
The Sea Flood Dragon Race's sneak attack had achieved no great success? It had merely injured some Sect Disciples?
It sounded absurd, almost like lifting a stone only to smash their own feet.
Yet the Sea Flood Dragon Race was not weak, and the ambush had carried no small amount of danger. Thus, the demon beasts selected by them for the attack were surely no weaklings.
Under such circumstances, the Star Sea Pavilion disciples who had been ambushed had actually managed to escape, which was enough to show that they were even more extraordinary.
But on second thought, it made sense.
Star Sea Pavilion had always maintained rules. Ordinary disciples found it difficult to leave the Star Sea Realm at will; only a small number of Golden Core Completion cultivators, or Nascent Soul cultivators, might leave while carrying sect missions.
And how could people like that be so easily killed?
Conversely, if they could kill such people, it would bring no small benefit to the Sea Flood Dragon Race in the great chaos more than twenty years from now.
After all, when the enemy was weak, it was no different from making oneself strong.
Afterward, Ling Pengyun chatted casually with the Nascent Soul cultivators stationed at Reception Valley for a few more moments, then bade them farewell and left, heading instead for the sect grounds.
Although this Star Sea Realm belonged entirely to Star Sea Pavilion, the sect occupied only a stretch of mountain range near Reception Valley as its grounds. The remaining countless miles of territory had all been bestowed upon other forces within this realm.
Strictly speaking, this Star Sea Realm was actually equivalent to a Cultivation World.
Star Sea Pavilion was the overlord, while the other forces were its