In fact, Wang Xuan had already exercised considerable restraint and caused no enormous commotion. After all, when he fought Wuyuan, a Six-time Limit Breaking Great Power, he had not destroyed so much as a blade of grass in Nirvana Dojo; everything had been accomplished within his palm.
He felt that this should not have alerted the True Kings.
Wang Xuan waited, yet after a long while, everything remained as calm as before.
"There is another possibility: the True King beneath the Supernatural Source has not emerged because it has serious problems and has yet to fully recover!"
At this moment, he did not wish to provoke any unforeseen changes.
"I am not a True Saint who enjoys fighting and killing. Nearly all the Supernatural Practitioners around me have become my close friends." Wang Xuan spoke very formally.
Ancestor Wuyuan thought to himself, The living beings who did not become your close friends are probably all dead, aren't they?
Rather than speaking to Wuyuan, Wang Xuan was explaining himself to the True King lurking in secret. He did not know whether the insect-shaped monster beneath the Supernatural Source was watching at this moment.
Wuyuan, the Six-time Limit Breaking Great Power, did not hesitate and immediately nodded in agreement. "That's right. This time, I was the rash one. This old man believes that I can also become close friends with Dao Brother."
He truly did not want to die. Even if a layer of his Dao Fruit had been torn away, he would not stubbornly fight to the death anymore. He still wanted to live for several dozen eras and one day ascend to the True Land.
Nirvana Dojo was far from peaceful. Even familiar faces such as Yi Hui, Ming Xuan, and Ling Han felt a sense of strangeness as they