"Doesn't that mean the other side abandoned him?"
The God King of Goodness did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Sea God City in the lower realm.
His gaze pierced the layers of clouds and waves. At the edge of Sea God City, Tang San stood drenched from head to toe, propping himself up with the six-edged Clear Sky Hammer as he struggled against the pounding waves. He looked thoroughly bedraggled.
"Most likely." The God King of Goodness withdrew his gaze, his tone even.
"Look, they're still struggling desperately in Sea God City. That Tang San has risked his life pushing through for so long, yet he doesn't even have an inheritance mark for the Nine Trials. If the god on the other side truly valued him, he would never let him sink so low that he had to scavenge scraps from Sea God City."
At those words, the smile on the God King of Evil's face deepened.
"Abandoned?" The God King of Evil chuckled.
"Isn't that perfect?"
After they passed through the noisy, chaotic Mixed Zone, the roars and sounds of fighting gradually faded as they ventured deeper toward the center of Star Dou Forest.
When Qian Xunji led Qian San and Xiao Qing through the last curtain of drooping ancient branches and stepped onto the shore of the Lake of Life, they found a rare stillness all around them.
A breeze swept across the broad lake, sending tiny ripples spreading over its surface. On the grassy shore, there was hardly any blood left by soul beasts fighting.
Qian San surveyed the strangely quiet waters, curiosity in his eyes.
Back on the outskirts, he had clearly sensed several ten-thousand-year soul beasts battling fiercely over territory. How was it that here, in the heart of the