"What a pity. A World Tree sapling, taken away just like that. Still, only an Emperor Clan of this era could protect it. Ordinary people truly could not possess it."
The crowd sighed softly, deeply unwilling to accept it.
Then, the sect masters in this region turned their attention to Huang.
Far away, Shi Hao had used a golden realm-breaking talisman to flee a great distance. Yet he suddenly shuddered; the void shattered, and he fell out.
"Hm?" His heart jolted. Some unknown formation had sealed off the void, stopping everyone who wished to escape.
"Eh, that person is Huang!" someone cried out in shock, then burst into delighted laughter.
Shi Hao looked up. Dozens of geniuses had already been stopped. They were all exceptionally shrewd and capable geniuses from earlier, carrying unusual secret treasures, yet their paths had been blocked after fleeing here.
In truth, there were dozens of great formations in this region, all laid down by the sect masters to stop those geniuses.
This was the final opening of the Immortal Ancient Era, and the ultimate great fortune had appeared. For this, the sect masters had spared no expense, using endless heavenly treasures and earthly materials to set up formations and intercept everyone.
"It really is Huang. We actually ran into him, haha... Who would have thought? What incredible luck!" someone laughed wildly.
They did not possess heavenly eyes, but someone had an exceptionally powerful perception of souls and identified him as Shi Hao. His aura and fluctuations matched perfectly.
"Huang should belong to my sect. Fellow Daoists, do not contend with me," someone said.
"I was clearly the first to find him. Fellow Daoists, please step aside and let me take Huang away," another said.
Shi Hao's expression darkened. What did these people take him for?