That was because, thus far, the Eight Prohibitions were his limit, the pinnacle he could reach in his life.
That was the difference.
The Eastern Emperor's words made everyone in the Wang Family secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
They also left quite a few of those who had followed them here.
Somewhat disappointed.
"What a pity..."
"I thought they would start fighting!"
"Could the Eastern Emperor be afraid of the Wang Family?"
"It's not impossible. After all, Wang Teng's cultivation realm is ultimately somewhat higher than the Eastern Emperor's!"
"It's understandable that the Eastern Emperor would avoid his sharp edge for now."
Outside the Heaven-Class Stone Garden.
The vast majority of cultivators had been kept outside and were not allowed in. They could only crowd together there, watching from afar.
Seeing that the Eastern Emperor and the Northern Emperor had briefly faced off but ultimately had not come to blows, they were all rather disappointed.
They muttered there, each chiming in.
Some even deliberately transmitted their voices in secret, speaking in insinuating tones and making sarcastic remarks.
They intentionally let the fluctuations of their divine sense leak out so others could detect them and discern the contents of their transmissions. They clearly harbored ill intentions, eager to see the world plunged into chaos.
"Damn it!"
"These bastards..."
"They're despicable!"
Hearing this, Weiwei, Yao Xi, An Miaoyi, Little White Tiger, and the others gritted their teeth in anger, wishing they could drag out those hiding in the shadows right away.
Taiyi ignored these people, under the Wang Family's tense, uneasy gazes.
He walked through the courtyard, his Martial Dao Heavenly Eye opening and closing, symbols intertwining as purple light flickered.
He carefully examined one oddly shaped, valuable stone after another, unwilling to overlook anything through his own negligence or