"You mean..." The Netherworld Blood Sea True Monarch's eyes, usually as cold as eternal ice, narrowed slightly as his brow furrowed.
"Aside from the World Honored One..." His voice carried a heavy tone. "There is another... existence Above the True Monarch covertly coveting and plotting to lay hands on Profound Yellow?"
This speculation alone made the hearts of the three Dharma Bodies present sink.
A single World Honored One, even without descending in his true form, had nearly played all the True Monarchs of Profound Yellow in the palm of his hand and locked down All Marvelous Heaven for fifty years using merely his pre-arranged seals and avatars!
If there was more than one such terrifying existence...
Wouldn't the Profound Yellow Origin Realm be in a precarious situation, surrounded by enemies on all sides?
It was like a pile of eggs, ready to topple and shatter at any moment!
