Seeing the emerald hand getting crushed.
The Grandmaster of the Pure Sea Palace who was attacked slightly relaxed at heart, and a hint of complacency flashed through his eyes. Although fending off that strike was not his own ability, but the combined effort of everyone, surviving an assault from a Blood Exchange Realm expert was definitely worth talking about extensively.
The Spiritual Ancestor was nothing more than this.
Shen Borui thought this, his eyes revealing a trace of composure.
Long Shaochang also had a flicker of light in his eyes, feeling that the previous strike, although much stronger than the Marrow Cleansing Grandmasters, had indeed reached the level of the Blood Exchange Realm, but compared to the capabilities described in the intelligence about the Spiritual Ancestor, it seemed somewhat lacking. He wondered whether the Spiritual Ancestor was injured or had become too old and was finally decaying.
