Compared to the two Dao Derivation cultivators who had lost their composure, True Person Xie Ai, kneeling there, was relatively calm... because she had no idea what that face, that person, signified!
"Do not be alarmed, everyone. It is merely an immortal spirit!" Jiang Wang soothed them slowly. "It has been invested into this Immortal Palace; unless calamity strikes, it will not emerge."
Fu Huan looked it over twice more, repeatedly confirming that this immortal spirit was only an immortal spirit, devoid of Seven Hates' will, before suppressing the primordial-energy tides of the national guardian immortal formation.
In Li State, with the affairs of the nation upon his shoulders, he had no choice but to be cautious.
Though after signing the Transcendence Covenant, it was nearly impossible for Seven Hates to act in the Present World... should that possibility truly occur in Li State, Hong Junyan's grand ambitions and magnificent dreams would turn to nothing overnight.
Before the new Dao Calendar began, in that era when Transcendents' actions had yet to be restricted, how many misfortunes without recourse had occurred exactly this way?
Even now, everyone said that Transcendents did not meddle with the world, and the struggles for supremacy across the land tacitly assumed that Transcendents would not intervene. But having an ancestor who could visit the Weeping Temple would always make others fear you a little more... because that was the power to flip the table.
You might trust Him not to interfere in the struggles between nations of the Present World, but you could not pretend He did not exist.
At Fu Huan's level, he understood all the more clearly just how much weight lay behind those words—"merely an immortal spirit."
This was flesh carved alive from Seven Hates himself.
If Jiang Wang achieved the Dao of