"Qi Long and Qin Hao, in particular, opened even my eyes," King Zhenyan said.
He looked at the two with a faint smile. "Your battle nearly brought down Two Realms Island. Even I didn't expect that."
Qin Hao and Qi Long exchanged a glance, both a little embarrassed.
When they fought, they had thrown everything into their attacks. How could they have spared any attention for what was happening around them?
Only afterward had they learned what had happened.
"But..."
King Zhenyan's tone shifted, turning grave. His expression chilled as he said, "The more exceptional you are, the greater the danger you face."
Qin Hao and the other nine felt their hearts tighten.
"The Azure Flame Sect controls the territory of ten thousand Small Worlds, but we must also contend with threats from the Alien Races."
"They dare not casually target Creation Great Experts. But dealing with Little Ones like you..."
King Zhenyan's face was stern. "That would be easy for them!"
It truly would. If the Blood Demon Race threw caution aside and sent Death Soldiers to assassinate them, for instance...
Qin Hao and the others would find it hard to resist.
Of course, that was relatively unlikely. If Death Soldiers entered the True Martial Continent, the Human Race's Creation Great Experts would sense them at once.
Ordinary Projections, meanwhile, posed no threat to Qin Hao and the others.
Back at the Demon-Suppressing Pool, Qin Hao had destroyed Demon Ancestor Yin's Projection while he was still in the True Martial Realm.
Now, Qin Hao was a Grandmaster at the Ninth Layer of Saint Martial Realm.
Even so, that did not mean he and the others were safe. On the contrary, the danger was immense.
"These outsiders might not bother targeting ordinary Preparatory Disciples, but the ten of you are