Fang Mo appeared in the Mist Sea, where violent energy still surged across the battlefield. His gaze fell on the rapidly retreating starship, and he took in its condition at a glance.
He did not care whether the Mechanical Empire had happened upon the Holy Venerable in the Mist Sea or whether there was some other reason.
His target was the Holy Venerable. Compared to him, the Mechanical Empire posed little threat to Fang Mo for now. The Holy Venerable's appearance had helped him establish the Heavenly Way Alliance and fulfill his mission. It was time to deal with him.
His existence posed too great a threat. Fang Mo could not keep watch over the Ancient Realm at every moment.
He withdrew his gaze from the starship.
His eyes instantly became Dark Gold slit pupils as a savage, ancient aura surged. His pupils swept across heaven and earth, locking onto the Holy Venerable's trail. Then he moved, vanishing from the sky.
"Who was that? He actually went after the Holy Venerable?"
Gray Dragon War Emperor swallowed, his face filled with shock.
"That was Fang Mo!"
Hazy Moon Sword Emperor stared fixedly at the vanishing figure and spoke slowly.
"Fang Mo? That was Fang Mo? He actually appeared!"
Lei Qie had seen him too, and his face filled with horror. Then he shuddered, a bitter smile appearing on his face. "So he was the one who scared the Holy Venerable off!"
Purple Wing shuddered and came back to his senses. Fang Mo's glance surfaced in his mind. It had not been cold, heartless, or murderous, but utterly dismissive—and yet it had chilled him to the bone.
"Purple Wing, what should we do?"
Wind Forest Spear Emperor approached Purple Wing and asked cautiously.
Purple Wing drew a deep breath, suppressing his unease,