Over the ocean, Divine Soul True Lord sat on a huge gourd, his arms crossed in front of his chest as the sea breeze blew his hair.
He closed his eyes, frowning deeply.
The more he thought, the angrier and more restless he became.
After this battle, the prestige of the Holy Land would surely plummet. How could he not be angry?
He just couldn't judge Sword Venerable Fudao's attitude towards the Seven Star Spiritual Realm.
For now, Sword Venerable Fudao did not seem hostile towards the Seven Star Spiritual Realm. The previous Lin Jingsian killed himself, and Ji Xuanling went to the Supreme Sect without incident.
This time was no different. Sword Venerable Fudao only pushed him back and did not strike a killing blow.
He couldn't tell if Sword Venerable Fudao feared the Seven Star Spiritual Realm or had no killing intent from the start.
In fact, when the Evil Demon attacked the Wandering Immortal Realm, Divine Soul True Lord had sensed it but deliberately did not intervene.
