Bang...
As heaven and earth lost their color.
In the distance, King Gu steadied himself, his expression a mix of shock and fury, yet he did not dare act out.
Emperor Yuhua had passed away twenty to thirty thousand years ago, and the dynasty's power had long since shrunk drastically. Right now, his confidence was naturally lacking.
The Southern Region of Eastern Wasteland was not their home ground. The Imperial Lord's restoration of the Immortal Ascension Cauldron had also reached a crucial stage. With Big Dipper's remaining forces now weak, even though Great Saint elders were still stationed in the Central Plains, it was not wise to tear all pretenses apart and wage war with a powerful lineage...
King Gu's thoughts raced.
He took a deep look at the peerless figure in the sky, then glanced at the Xiang Family below. A trace of venom and unwillingness flashed through his eyes.
However, after weighing the pros and cons, he finally gritted his teeth and said,
"Let's go!"
With that—
He and his four injured subordinates turned into five streaks of disheveled light. They threw down a formation platform in the distance, tore open the void, and vanished beyond the horizon in an instant, crossing through space on their return.
Tianling did not stop them.
She had only intended to force them back in the first place.
The reason she had kept such a low profile throughout the ages was that she and the Divine Silkworm Princess shared one concern: the hidden hands who had targeted their two clans in the past might have endured into the present age as well.
If they were noticed, unsealed, and attacked again, then given their current condition, matters would naturally be far from ideal.
There was no need to truly make a major commotion