"What chaos. The Twelve Strange Flowers swayed—is someone stealing the authority of the Mythical Center?" All the Supreme Beings looked up. This was prey they had set their eyes on; no one else was permitted to lay a finger on it.
Amid the mythical tide, many extraordinary beings found it unbelievable. They swiftly looked up as well and cried out, "Hm? A fortuitous encounter falling from heaven! During the Great Mythological Migration, the Twelve Great Dao Wonder Flowers pity our many hardships and are bestowing grace upon us!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Many extraordinary beings rushed upward, gathering the vast amount of light rain spilling down.
Wang Xuan fully opened his Six-time Limit Breaking Domain, braving the pressure as he advanced toward the Twelve Strange Flowers. They truly were supreme authority, indeed prepared for new Saints. They shook out brilliant multicolored clouds and divine lights of every hue, all brimming with Saintly might.
Even draped in the killing formation diagram, he found it difficult to withstand.
Yet this time, he went farther than ever before, truly drawing near.
Using the formation diagram from the Mother Universe, he collected an ocean of light rain. There was no way to refine these things in haste; he would take them first and deal with them later.
The greatest purpose of his trip was to draw the attention of that small group of Supreme Beings, luring the tiger from the mountain and easing the pressure on Shou and Old Huang.
Though he was not a True Saint, he could now be considered to have entered the arena and intervened.
"Come out, all of you!" Wang Xuan released his six Primordial Spirit Sacred Artifacts. Then, gritting his teeth, he temporarily uprooted the 15-Colored Strange Bamboo along with part of its "soil," allowing it to absorb the