Within the Heavenly Palace, the vast majority of Divine Lords had descended only through their divine sense. They were completely shrouded in mist, their faces impossible to make out.
Yet when Azure Dragon Dao Venerable finished speaking, quite a few figures could still be seen shifting slightly. Clearly, his words had shocked them deeply.
But that was all.
No one spoke.
Seeing this, Qin Hao fell into thought.
The Divine Lords within the Heavenly Palace were not entirely united. At the very least, some of them, like Blood Leech Divine Lord, wished to defect to the outer realm demon spirits.
He had originally hoped to use this incident to see whether he could identify other Divine Lords like Blood Leech Divine Lord who had sided with the outer realm demon spirits.
Unfortunately.
Everyone who had become a Divine Lord was shrewd to the bone. They were not so easily exposed.
"Hmph."
Just then, an icy, overbearing snort rang out, laden with waves of authority. The instant it sounded, Qin Hao felt a chill sweep through his entire body, as though even his divine soul had plunged into an ice cavern.
This is...
A Dao-Origin Divine Lord!
Qin Hao was startled.
A mere snort could make him feel this way. Without question, the other party had to be a Dao-Origin Divine Lord, and an exceptionally powerful one at that.
Qin Hao instinctively turned to look. At that very moment, however, light flickered from one of the seats beneath the Eighteen Elders at the head of the hall, and a figure vanished.
He left?
Qin Hao's gaze sharpened, and a thought stirred in his mind. He had noticed that figure's seat earlier. It was a seat for a Dao-Origin Divine Lord.
But precisely because the other party was a Dao-Origin Divine Lord,