Quite a few immortals rubbed their fists together, eager to hunt down those enemies of the Heavenly Court.
But in truth, those people were only a small part of the Heavenly Court.
Most immortals took the matter to heart, yet had no intention of pursuing Tang Luo and the others.
After all, the Venerable of Fortune was no weakling. Those who could kill him naturally would not be weak either.
Of the many immortals in the current Heavenly Court, not all could possibly be Transcendents.
Over the long years, there had only been a few hundred Transcendents who emerged from the God and Demon Game. There were somewhat more God and Demon Walkers salvaged from the Fallen Land, but only a few thousand.
Their identities were a secret that was not particularly well-hidden, and these people had their own circles.
The ones who truly placed great importance on the Venerable of Fortune's matter were these people... oh, and old acquaintances from the Mountain and Sea Realm.
Of course, those old acquaintances from the Mountain and Sea Realm belonged to the spectator faction. They would never clash with Tang Luo and the others over the Venerable of Fortune.
Even though quite a few of them had become far, far stronger than before.
Becoming enemies was impossible. They could never be enemies with those three in this lifetime.
All they could do was watch the excitement from the sidelines, and catch up when necessary.
Though the three of them did not speak pleasantly at all.
Quite a few had even been beaten up by a certain monkey among them, but they were old acquaintances in the end!
"I wonder how much time will pass in other worlds during the Heavenly Court's hundred years..." Clairaudience "sealed off" his hearing, no longer listening to