Quiet azure sea, reflecting the sky, all condensed into a single round sphere.
The Nether Sea Venerable sat in his residence, a deep blue Dao ball floating before him, reflecting the scene from the Talisman Sea Array tens of miles away.
"What a pity."
Behind the Nether Sea Venerable, a pitch-black shadow stood with hands clasped.
It watched the scene of the Saint Prince retracting his staff and sighed regretfully.
This incident at Great Ape Mountain.
Was naturally a meticulously designed setup.
The purpose was to entice the Saint Prince into action... Many elders from the Holy Mountain held a swaying attitude and were observing. After this spectacular event, more Great Cultivators would join the Nether Sea Venerable's camp, not fewer.
"There's nothing to regret."
The Nether Sea Venerable's expression was indifferent.
He was not surprised by the scene.
He knew his nephew well enough.
The Saint Prince, although combative, was by no means reckless!
