Fang Mo appeared within the Sea of Fog. Violent energy still rippled across the battlefield. His gaze fell upon the rapidly departing starship, and with a single glance, he saw its condition clearly.
Whether the Mechanical Empire had encountered Sacred Venerate in the Sea of Fog or something else had happened, he did not care.
His target was Sacred Venerate. Compared to Sacred Venerate, the Mechanical Empire posed no great threat to him for now. Sacred Venerate's appearance had helped him establish the Heavenly Dao Alliance and fulfill his mission. It was time to deal with him.
His existence was far too threatening. Fang Mo could not keep watch over the Ancient Realm at all times.
He withdrew his gaze from the starship.
His pupils instantly transformed into dark-golden vertical slits. An ancient desolate aura surged forth as his vertical pupils swept across heaven and earth, locking onto Sacred Venerate's traces. Then his figure moved, vanishing from the sky.
"Who was that? He actually went after Sacred Venerate?"
Gray Dragon War Emperor swallowed, his face filled with shock.
"That was Fang Mo!"
Hazy Moon Sword Emperor stared fixedly at the vanished figure and slowly spoke.
"Fang Mo? That was Fang Mo? He actually appeared!"
Thunder Cut had seen him as well, his face full of horror. Then his body shuddered, and a bitter smile emerged on his face. "So Sacred Venerate was scared away by him!"
Purple Wing's body trembled. Coming back to his senses, Fang Mo's glance surfaced before his eyes. It had not been cold, merciless, or filled with killing intent. It had been disregard—and that disregard chilled him to the bone.
"Purple Wing, what do we do?"
Wind Forest Spear Emperor walked to Purple Wing's side and asked carefully.
Purple Wing drew a deep breath, suppressing the