["Seven Baleful True Lord came too?"]
[You were inwardly startled. Decades ago, the Primordial Origin Domain and the Nine Nether Domain had fought until rivers of blood flowed. Purple Void True Lord and Seven Baleful True Lord had clashed in deadly combat dozens of times.]
[By all rights, they were no different from sworn enemies.]
[Yet now, both sides stood in the same camp, resisting the fourth-tier beast kings together.]
[After thinking it over carefully, you no longer found it strange.]
[Even ordinary mortals understood that when the lips were gone, the teeth would feel the cold. How could lofty Nascent Soul True Lords not understand?]
[If demonic beasts truly occupied the Primordial Origin Domain, the neighboring Nine Nether Domain would hardly fare well either.]
["Three Nascent Soul True Lords..."]
[After some thought, you controlled your spirit-possessed puppet and moved several hundred miles back, only stopping once you were over a thousand miles from the defensive battlefield.]
[Three Nascent Soul True Lords, plus the two fourth-tier beast kings in the deepest reaches of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, one of which even possessed a true spirit bloodline... you felt it was better to keep your distance.]
[It was not that you feared being discovered. At present, you occupied an entirely lifeless puppet body without any aura, and you were over a thousand miles away... even a Nascent Soul early-stage True Lord would have an exceedingly low chance of detecting you.]
[A Nascent Soul early-stage True Lord's spiritual sense covered roughly a thousand-mile radius. Given the material of your spirit-possessed puppet, even if such a True Lord's spiritual sense swept over your location, they would most likely overlook you.]
[You chose to keep your distance because you feared getting caught in the crossfire.]
[Three Nascent Soul True Lords and two fourth-tier