Compared to the astonishment and excitement of the spectators, Si Qianzhuo on the arena was frightened out of his wits. He stood frozen on the platform, not daring to move at all.
Th-this, this... Ancestor Shouzhe is far too powerful, isn't he? Even the Sacred Venerable Realm ancestor at home doesn't seem to possess such overwhelming might.
Recalling how Wang Jinna had nearly lost control of her bloodline earlier, his heart trembled violently.
Would Ancestor Shouzhe think that he was the one who had caused Wang Jinna to nearly lose control of her bloodline? In a fit of rage, would the old man simply slap him to death?
With the old man's status and strength, if he truly did that, the Tianrui Si Clan could at most lodge a protest. Avenging him was nothing more than wishful thinking.
But clearly, his worries were entirely unnecessary. Given Wang Shouzhe's status, he would never lower himself to argue with a child barely over two hundred years old, much less when the other party had not actually done anything too excessive.
The azure giant hand gently clasped Wang Jinna, then vanished into space in an instant.
Seeing this, Si Qianzhuo let out a tremendous sigh of relief. Only after coming back to his senses did he realize that his clothes had already been soaked through with sweat, as though he had narrowly escaped death.
He had no mind to remain on the arena any longer. Turning around, he fled into space and disappeared from everyone's sight.
With the departure of the last person involved, the arena was immediately left completely empty.
Yet this did nothing to dampen the emotions of the spectators around it. Everyone was still immersed in the excitement of Ancestor Shouzhe's intervention, and the lively discussions rose higher and higher.