Their condition somewhat resembles the wandering spirits under the Mountain Ancestor's control, eternally enslaved.
The Saint Ancestor's pupils also turned golden.
Golden eyes emitted two beams of light, staring at the shattered hole in the Mountain and Sea Realm.
The Saint Ancestor suddenly discovered a towering tree shadow above it.
"What is that?"
Not far from him, the Sea Ancestor's icy eyes were as cold as ancient ice, her pupils gradually transformed, emitting a gray light with a hidden blood-red hue beneath.
Gray and blood light enveloped her, nearly driving her insane.
Mad attacking, mad killing intent, madly opposing the Mountain Ancestor!
However, upon seeing the tree shadow, the Sea Ancestor visibly paused, her pupils regained a hint of clarity.
"Is that tree free? But how would it aid the Mountain and Sea Realm?"
A look of puzzlement rose on the Sea Ancestor's exquisite face.
The Saint Ancestor spoke: "What exactly is that?"
