Would the future era not necessarily be ruled by the Six Sages?
Hearing Gu Xi's words, Ying Long's gaze snapped toward him, staring at him intently.
He seemed to be trying to read something from Gu Xi's face.
However, Gu Xi merely smiled faintly, revealing nothing to Ying Long.
"Little Friend Gu Xi, perhaps you do not understand how terrifying Primordial Chaos Saints are."
Ying Long spoke in a deep voice. His gaze gradually turned distant and unfocused, as if he had sunk into memories from long ago.
"I have never seen a true Primordial Chaos Saint take action."
"Or rather, in all of Hong Huang, no one has ever seen a Saint truly make a move."
"After all, whether it was Dao Ancestor Hongjun or Saint Nuwa, neither ever acted against anyone after becoming Saints..."
"...Or perhaps everyone who witnessed their true strength was already dead."
"Thus, no one in Hong Huang could say with certainty exactly how powerful Saints were."
"However... I have seen someone just below the level of a Saint, someone who could be called a Sub-Saint, take action."
"That kind of power still made my heart tremble whenever I recalled it, even after countless ages."
"A Sub-Saint?" Gu Xi was slightly stunned. He had never heard of such a realm.
"The so-called Sub-Saint was not actually a real realm."
"It was merely the speculation of old relics like us who survived from ancient times regarding the strength of the three most terrifying individuals of that era."
"I believe you already know who they were!"
Ying Long paused slightly as he spoke.
"Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Great Immortal Yang Mei, and Demon Ancestor Luohu?" Gu Xi drew a faint breath.
"Correct, just as you guessed."
"It was them!"
Ying Long's expression grew increasingly solemn.
"Back then, many