"This token contains my will. You need only infuse it with mana, and I will support you whenever needed."
Xuan Dang respectfully handed the ancient bronze token to Qin Jun, unable to hide the hint of worship in his eyes.
Qin Jun toyed with the token and asked curiously, "What realm are you in? How strong is your true self?"
Upon hearing this, All Saints perked up their ears as well.
"I am merely at the perfected Heavenly Dao Saint Realm. My true self was already a Great Dao Supreme when he founded the human race. As for how strong he is now, even I do not know." Xuan Dang shook his head, but his words made everyone's hearts pound.
Perfected Heavenly Dao Saint Realm!
Patriarch Bodhi, Buddha, and Xiang Yu suffered a severe blow. Why did Heavenly Dao Saints sound so weak when Xuan Dang spoke of them?
What realm was a Great Dao Supreme?
Above the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm?
"You may return and rest."
Qin Jun nodded, feeling rather frustrated inside.
Why did it suddenly feel as though even Heavenly Dao Saints were no longer enough?
Damn it!
He had once yearned for Saints every day, yet now he did not even care when there were Saints everywhere.
All Saints were similarly struck into silence, unsure of what to say.
Xuan Dang cupped his hands toward Qin Jun, then turned to Chang Shenshang and said, "Prison of Fate has been destroyed. I fear your power of Vicious Wronged Souls will be difficult to dispel. Unless you find the Emperor of Fate, your cultivation will dissipate, and you will be denied reincarnation."
Chang Shenshang's expression turned ugly as he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is there truly no other way?"
"Unless you can surpass the Emperor of Fate,