"Is there a giant who feels that the Master of the Holy Land has already reached the Emperor's Creation? Instead of risking everything, why not ask for advice from the latter? Moreover, Sword Venerable seems a bit off..." A Female Immortal King shook her head and while speaking, she conveyed her thoughts through Divine Sense to several nearby Immortal Kings.
She felt that the always composed elder in blue was being too reckless, something about it wasn't quite right; why would he suddenly urge them to take such a risk?
Seeing this, the elder in blue slightly frowned, gently stroking the longsword on his back, the sword faintly humming, "My fellow Immortal Kings, we who have undergone countless years of trials, what do we fear from the unknown dangers? If we stop because of fear, how can we speak of pursuing the supreme realm?"