The mountains erupted into an uproar. The sages stared, dumbstruck, the blazing light in their eyes almost hot enough to melt the entire Kunlun Ancient Realm.
A complete Saint Ancestor Inheritance, an Ancestral Treasure, the Lotus of Eternal Life, and a vast trove of divine objects-these were already enough to warrant a Saint Ancestor taking action personally.
Message after message was swiftly sent out by the sages, reaching every corner of the Kunlun Ancient Realm.
Some members of the Kunlun Royal Clan looked helpless. Kunlun Palace was closed, and the ancestors were deliberating. Unless something threatened the survival of their clans, there was no way to send a message inside.
Hunting down Fang Yun was important, but it clearly mattered less than dealing with the Corpse Chaos.
None of the sages of the Kunlun Royal Clan made a move.
As the masters of Kunlun, they all maintained a basic sense of reserve.
The members of the Gray Venom Giant Frog Clan, however, rolled their eyes about as they communicated in secret.
While secretly recovering his strength at top speed, Fang Yun swept his smiling gaze over everyone.
First, his gaze lingered briefly on the three Great Sages of the Emperor Race.
The three looked straight at Fang Yun. For some reason, a vague unease stirred in their hearts.
Di Yu frowned. "I heard this human Fang Yun is only a few decades old. But that look in his eyes is exactly like the way the clan elders looked at me when I was little. It's even a little... kindly?"
"I feel it too," Di Hong said helplessly. "His eyes are full of goodwill, and there's even... something fatherly about them. The Kunlun Ancient Realm must have affected my brain. What about you, Di Sheng?"
After a long silence, Di Sheng