Night Ancestor did not turn around, but her Divine Sense could clearly see Fang Yun more than a hundred thousand li behind her.
Not far from Night Ancestor were two full avatars of the Giant God Third Ancestor. One was still immersed in contemplation, but the other stopped and glanced back.
"The Void Whale Spring is no ordinary treasure land. Its entrances are scattered everywhere, and only sages proficient in the void sacred way can sense them. The strength Fang Yun displayed outside Royal Clan Mountain was not enough for him to enter this place," the Third Giant God Ancestor said.
"Clearly, his strength has improved again."
The speaker was an enormous eight-armed octopus, seventy thousand zhang long. Besides his two normal eyes, every one of his arms was densely covered in eyes.
At that moment, his eight enormous arms floated high like streaming hair. The eyes on his arms all stared ahead, and strange visions of starry skies appeared in all but one pair.
He was an avatar of the Eye Race's Saint Ancestor, the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor.
In fact, the arms of his true body bore hundreds of thousands of eyes.
Even this avatar had more than ten thousand eyes.
The Eye Race kept an even lower profile than the Gray Clan. They had taken no part whatsoever in the earlier battle at Royal Clan Mountain and had not even cared about Fang Yun's declaration of war.
The Eye Race was a race of cultivation fanatics.
As long as no one disturbed their cultivation, they held no grudges, no matter how they were normally treated. But anyone who obstructed their cultivation, even for a single instant, became their enemy.
Anyone who could help them cultivate, however, immediately became their closest friend.
Under normal circumstances, the Eye Race was