"Since you've come, don't be in such a hurry to leave. I'm still short of a few Saint Marks."
In the land of Chaos, Fang Qing spoke calmly, though his words carried killing intent.
Saint Marks were the ultimate condensation and sublimation of a Great Sage's lifelong Cultivation Level, comprehension of laws, and life essence. They contained the imprint of the Saint Dao.
For Fang Qing, who had likewise touched the threshold of the Saint Dao and was even on the verge of breaking through, the Saint Marks of nine veteran Great Sages were undoubtedly the finest nourishment and stepping stones.
"Arrogant!"
"Young brat, you're courting death!"
"You really think this Chaos Secret Realm can trap us?!"
The nine Great Sages were both shocked and enraged, but what they felt more was the fury and killing intent of being provoked by an ant. They had roamed the world for countless years—when had they ever suffered such contempt?
Even if the environment was strange, they absolutely did not believe that a mere brat who was not even a Great Sage could truly threaten the combined strength of all nine of them.
A vicious glint flashed across the elder's face. His hands rapidly formed seals. "Dao Friends, do not be intimidated by his bluffing. This brat merely relies on the terrain of this secret realm and that fragment to play tricks. Let us join forces and crush him with sheer power. Form the Nine Stars Aligned World-Breaking Formation!"
"Good!"
The other eight Great Sages answered in unison. Their auras connected instantly as they took their positions according to the nine-palace formation. Nine vast currents of saint power surged into the sky, intertwining and merging in midair to form nine massive spheres of light, brilliant as real stars.
The light spheres rotated, radiating