Zuo Ziyue shook his drowsy head, his spirit feeling lethargic. Secretly, he thought that the Diancang Seal was truly powerful. Unfortunately, this technique was only suitable for Jiang Suxin to utilize, bestowed exclusively to him, even if others learned it well, they would hardly achieve a fraction of its true potency.
Even if the sacred land recorded this technique, they would not be able to execute it correctly because the person using it was not Jiang Suxin.
He held his breath, focusing his mind. His forehead emitted a white light which helped him regain some clarity and he loudly said, "King Yan worries too much. The sacred land does not involve itself in the internal affairs of countries; this fact is known across the world. Our presence here is due to our regard for Emperor Zhaoqin and has no relation to Emperor Ji, let alone the magical artefact given by Emperor Ji."