Chapter 550

On the moon and sun side, it was special; they had also peeked from afar—wasn't he relying on Heavenly Tribulation again?

At this level, they could enter and exit Heavenly Tribulation at will; they didn't need to be so afraid.

The experts of the two families might not have been prepared; they would just be careful.

Now Jiang Nan was relying on nothing; he himself was terrifyingly powerful.

Some Saints, Saint Kings, and even Great Saints were not sure if their own families still had Quasi-Emperor level ancestors.

Those without extreme weapons had no bottom line and couldn't be sure.

"We should also have ancestors," someone said.

"Also, powerful existences among Great Saints don't need to fear him."

Those who were powerful at this level often wanted to impact the Quasi-Emperor realm; they weren't sleeping, and many were also venturing in the universe, not at home.

Besides, not every Sacred Ground had them.

These were truly supreme peak powerhouses.

"What does the Feathered one say?"

"And the Primordial Royal Clan, Chaos Dragon Nest, Tianduan Mountain Range, Fire Demon Ridge..."

"They have no movement," someone said in a deep voice.

"They all have extreme Emperor weapons, many experts, and even living Ancient Emperors and Heavenly Venerables in the forbidden zones; they aren't afraid of anything at all."

"Perhaps they are just waiting for us to suffer both losses, so they can divide our inheritance," someone snorted coldly.

There was no help for this; if they changed positions, they would do the same.

Desolate Ancient Era, jungle law.

The news spread, and many people were uneasy.

Their pride was gone; for a time, they couldn't adapt to this psychological transformation, feeling very uncomfortable.

They were no longer safe walking outside?

Even their homes were not safe; the Sacred Ground could be trampled at any time.

If they didn't have enough trump cards.

It might be like the tribes on the Sun Star and Lunar Star.

This news also spread in the peak circle; ordinary people mostly didn't know.

Ordinary people had the life of an ordinary person's circle.

Usually, Sacred Wars, fighting to the sky, indeed wouldn't be known.

At most, occasionally there were some rumors, and after spreading a lot, they changed flavor.

The two Sacred Grounds didn't explode, and many people didn't believe it much.

Even the Quasi-Emperor had no way—this was a bit ridiculous, right?

Some even spread it more outrageously, saying the Quasi-Emperor was kneeling and crying, begging for forgiveness.

"Slandering a Quasi-Emperor, you really dare," someone shook their head.

"Oh, aren't these all things heard? Just chatting after a meal, it shouldn't be anything, right?"

"Still, less discussion of such existences," someone said. ===== CHAPTER 551 =====