"None of you will leave here alive today!"
The Golden Robe Saint glared at Li Yuanba, his eyes filled with fury. A heaven-shattering pressure erupted from him, sending chills down the spines of every living being within the Inner Universe.
The four figures behind him also radiated Saintly might, revealing their identities.
Four Saints!
Including the Golden Robe Saint, five Saints had come in support. Dao Ancestor Wuji and Yunmei Niangniang, who had been drowning in despair, were overjoyed.
"They're finally here."
Dao Ancestor Wuji let out a breath of relief. In this battle, their Saint Sect had already lost three Saints in succession and suffered grievous damage. The Saint Realm had even shattered. Had these fellow disciples not returned, they would surely have died.
Yet his gaze toward the Golden Robe Saint was complicated, holding both delight and unwillingness.
The Golden Robe Saint was named Nan Yexing, the Senior Disciple Brother among their generation of Saints.
When the Saint Sect had first been established, Nan Yexing had contributed greatly. It could even be said that the sect had been built entirely upon Nan Yexing's prestige.
For Nan Yexing was one of the Nine Saint Monarchs, renowned throughout the Inner Universe. His status was so lofty that even Dao Ancestor Wuji could not compare.
"What big words!"
Li Yuanba snorted coldly, his tone brimming with arrogance.
After breaking through to the Saint Realm, he felt nearly invincible beneath the heavens, so naturally he did not regard Nan Yexing as a threat.
Ji Bubai and Dao of Death frowned. They could sense that Nan Yexing was stronger than Dao Ancestor Wuji. When their Spiritual Sense swept toward him, he seemed like a bottomless abyss, unfathomably deep.
Yang Jian shouted, "You want to kill us? You'll need the ability first!"
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