The Dali Domain Imperial Sovereign's words both denied the speculation of a rare treasure and restricted the possible situations that occurred within to a reasonable scope.
In a few words, he blocked the pretexts for everyone to make trouble out of the matter.
Several high-ranking Sect members exchanged glances with each other, and though they still harbored doubts, seeing the Imperial Sovereign be so affirmative, they found it inconvenient to openly question him further.
The Howling Ape Old Ghost sat down with a disgruntled expression, yet his gaze still unwillingly roamed between the lake surface and the heavenly anomalies.
True Lord Zheyu took a deep look at the Imperial Sovereign and said no more, sitting back down in his original spot to close his eyes and meditate.
Only his closed eyelids trembled slightly, showing clearly that his inner self was far from as calm as his surface appeared.
Yin Jue let out a cold snort, yet he too spoke no further.
He merely stared at the blazing light filling the skies, his gaze flickering uncertainly as he calculated something inwardly.
In the sky, the seven-colored glowing light remained brilliant, and the Great Dao Chains slowly meandered, the falling rain of light merging into the void to nourish this heaven and earth.
That sacred and auspicious aura did not weaken, but instead grew even more profound.
Many cultivators with deep cultivation bases, even if they only passively absorbed the minute Dao rule fragments contained within this light rain, felt their own strength become even more purer.
The Dali Domain Imperial Sovereign gazed peacefully at the Sacred Spring Lake surface, as though piercing through the deep lake water to see the scene at the bottom of the lake.
The fingers he placed upon his knees moved lightly in an imperceptible manner.
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