A series of upheavals.
Made the expressions of the powerful in the hall change drastically with anger because no one had ever dared to make a move within the Ancestor Hall for countless years; such arrogance was intolerable.
However.
The Ancestor sitting above appeared calm, showing no trace of displeasure.
Only when looking at the Lord of Xuan Yue Ming, whose arm was broken and bleeding from the mouth, did he slightly twitch his lips; this little fellow was quite ruthless!
Then, he glanced at Qin Wudao, who was wrapped in the potent force of the Dao of the Hongmeng Emperor, and his pupils contracted sharply as he stood up from his chair, eyes full of shock.
"You... succeeded?"
The Ancestor hurriedly asked, his voice trembling slightly.
Qin Wudao nodded with a smile and retracted his aura.
He naturally understood that the Ancestor was asking about the power of the Dao of Hongmeng, as only the power of the Saint Realm could cause the Ancestor to lose his composure.
"Good!"
