Within the Heavenly Dao Space, five figures sat entrenched. Dense, incomparably rich Heavenly Dao power coiled around each of them, making them seem profoundly mysterious.
Before them floated a curtain of light, displaying the current standoff between the Seven-Colored Heaven-Devouring Python and Xuan Tian.
After seeing the forces behind Xuan Tian, Zhao Ming, one of the Five Venerables, looked somewhat worried. That force was enough to sweep across the entire Anlan Great World.
Since they had allowed these people in, it meant they could no longer interfere.
After all, it was an iron law that the Heavenly Dao could not meddle in wars between living beings. Zhao Ming was truly worried now—could that fellow really sweep through the entire Anlan Great World?
After all, the reason the five of them could sit in such positions was inseparable from the support of the living beings of the Anlan Great World. If those beings were truly enslaved, the power of the Five Venerables would be greatly weakened as well, not to mention the Heavenly Dao behind them.
By then, the Heavenly Dao would probably want to kill them all.
"What are you afraid of? Do you think the Anlan Great World is really as simple as it appears on the surface?"
Qin Changsheng, the First Venerable, berated him as though he hated iron for not becoming steel. This fellow had been one of the Five Venerables for so many years, yet he still could not keep his composure.
The ranking of the Five Venerables represented how long each had held the position. Zhao Ming ranked last, and he had also become one of the Five Venerables most recently.
There was nothing wrong with being afraid, naturally, but Qin Changsheng was still angry. The Five Venerables had no need for such useless trash.