Within the Sea of Realms.
A four-armed, four-legged figure resembling a divine statue was traversing the Sea of Realms in a certain direction.
Oddly enough, such a grand gesture by the Mountain Ancestor didn't cause any ripple in the Sea of Realms.
He was making his way toward the True Martial Spirit Realm, yet, barely having shifted a short distance, the Mountain Ancestor suddenly noticed the True Martial Spirit Realm further away also moved a certain distance within the Sea of Realms.
The Mountain Ancestor looked directly at the three trapped in his grasp, his blood-red eyes flickering unpredictably.
"I almost forgot, the Spirit Realm is controlled by its own will. But do you really think that world can escape my grasp?"
Ning Qi remained seated in the void, disregarding his musings.
Meanwhile, the Sea Ancestor and Saint Ancestor gazed at the distant True Martial Spirit Realm, their hearts racing.
