The Saint Prince gazed at the Nether Sea.
The Nether Sea's expression was indifferent.
The two exchanged glances, everything understood without words.
Today, this great feast...
Was orchestrated by the Nether Sea Venerable himself. He had no need to personally get involved in the controversy over the next "Holy Emperor"; others would advocate for him.
The situation now was quite clear.
The Saint Prince mentioned the decree.
But if it could not be produced,
then even if the decree was real, it could only be deemed false.
"Actually, I believe it."
Suddenly, the Nether Sea Venerable spoke up.
"Perhaps, there really is such a decree."
