His gaze flickered wildly as Nether Protector Venerable spoke again...
"I'll report this to Grand Overlord Commander Gong now. Stay here and see whether there are any other disturbances in the Tyrant Soul Secret Realm."
With that, Nether Protector Venerable flashed away and vanished.
Clearly, he had been the one keeping the life lamps of Liu Zheng and the other two. The instant he discovered that they had shattered, he had rushed here.
Now, Nether Protector Venerable naturally had to report to Gong Ying...
As he departed, the people of the Eastern Tyrant Branch looked at one another, utterly baffled.
Just then, the voice of the Holy Maiden of Ancient Sacred Peak rang out again. "It seems I truly won't get the chance to witness the prowess of Grand Overlord Commander Gong's War Martial Realm disciples. What a pity."
As those words fell, Senior Sister Cen and the others, who had just been boasting to the heavens, stiffened, their expressions turning unsightly to the extreme.
Damn it, couldn't Nether Protector Venerable have first looked at who we were entertaining before he came? Why did he have to blurt everything out? They had utterly humiliated themselves before the Holy Maiden of Ancient Sacred Peak.
After all, the three strongest War Martial Realm cultivators of the Eastern Tyrant Branch they had been talking about were all dead.
Hidden in the shadows, Sikong Jing found it rather amusing and murmured, "This Holy Maiden of Ancient Sacred Peak really doesn't spare anyone's feelings."
Although the Holy Maiden of Ancient Sacred Peak had spoken quite politely, there was still the suspicion of rubbing salt into a wound.
"Hm, this tone feels even more familiar." Sikong Jing suddenly felt as though he had encountered this Holy Maiden of Ancient Sacred Peak somewhere before.
After hesitating briefly,