The Saints' Terror

Boom!

Two forces capable of destroying heaven and earth slammed viciously together in midair. The entire stretch of space shattered in an instant, revealing vast swaths of pitch-black chaotic void currents.

Everyone kneeling on the ground was dumbstruck.

Yin Shiniang and Shi Ji were filled with horror. No matter what, they had never imagined that Di Xin truly possessed the power to clash head-on with a Saint!

Randeng and Li Jing's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. The might radiating from that golden dragon made even Randeng, a Quasi-Sage, feel a despairing tremor of dread in his heart.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat upright on the Sandalwood Chariot, his hands tightening slightly as an unconcealable shock flashed deep in his eyes.

"The Human Emperor is only at the early stage of Golden Immortal of the Origin, yet this strike has faintly touched the threshold of a Saint?!"

But after the shock, a disdainful cold smile curled at the corner of Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth.

So what if your luck is vast? In the end, you have not attained the Dao as a Daluo Golden Immortal of the Origin! If one is not a Saint, one remains an ant!

"You do have some methods." Yuanshi Tianzun looked down at the roaring Golden Dragon of Luck below. "Such methods may be more than enough to deal with a Quasi-Sage, or even a Saint who has only just attained the Dao. But if you wish to use it against me, you are still far, far short!"

As his words fell, Yuanshi Tianzun held nothing back. He gently waved one hand.

In an instant, endless Jade Pure Saintly Power poured down like a vast ocean. With a single blow, it easily withstood the Golden Dragon of Luck's heaven-destroying, earth-shattering charge, and even forced that ten-thousand-zhang golden