In the eyes of the Holy Lords of these Rank Ten Saint Lands, Ai Hu and the others were nothing more than keys to open the door.
Once the door was opened, their purpose would be fulfilled. Killing them would be as easy as crushing an ant.
Feeling the might of that streak of blood light, Hou Da realized that even the slightest contact with it would likely reduce him to ashes. His face instantly turned deathly pale. He had lost control of his emotions earlier because of the deaths of his six brothers and let them show so openly. Only now did he realize that he had provoked someone he should never have provoked—someone he could never afford to offend!
Moreover, they were members of the Devil Race. In their eyes, someone like him was no different from a blade of grass. They could kill him whenever they pleased.
As that streak of blood light shot out, Hou Da did not even have the courage to dodge. After all, this was a Realm Lord-level figure. With two great realms separating them, how could he possibly resist?
But at that moment, the Holy Lord of the human race from the Magnolia Saint Land gently waved his hand, and a pale-blue curtain of light appeared in front of Hou Da. The human Holy Lord said mildly, "Night Owl, didn't the three great Saint Lands already agree that no matter which race comes to open the underground palace, they must not be killed?"
Hearing this, the blood light in the Devil Race Holy Lord's hand gradually faded away. Whether or not to kill an ant was of no importance. He merely snorted coldly and paid Hou Da no further attention.
The human Holy Lord glanced faintly at Hou Da. Since Hou Da