On the other side, around the Blood Pool, the Saint Bandits were waiting. They hoped for the Fallen Immortal Clan's success.
Then, they would steal the fruits of the other party's efforts.
They did not want the immortal seed to bloom.
If the immortal seed bloomed, the Immortal Clan would return, and both the Heavenly Saint Clan and the Heavenly Spirit Tribe would be favored by heaven and earth.
Their strength would increase at an unimaginable speed.
They would also break through difficult realms.
They could achieve in moments what the human race would strive for a lifetime.
But...
Although the Saint Bandits belonged to the Heavenly Spirit Tribe, they were not favored by heaven and earth.
Even if the Heavenly Spirit Tribe regained their favor, they would still be outcasts.
That wouldn't be a good thing.
"Don't worry too much. Everything will be alright," said a man as he looked into the distance.