"Palace Lord Shengyuan, this sacred fire of yours... doesn't seem all that formidable."
Mo Lin shook his hand, and the scorch-red color on his fingertips quickly faded. A teasing curve hung at the corner of his lips as he looked at Palace Lord Shengyuan, whose face had turned livid with uncertainty. Though Mo Lin looked somewhat pale and his aura was unsteady, his overbearing presence made it seem as though he were the true master of this place.
Killing intent in Palace Lord Shengyuan's silver eyes nearly solidified. He stared fixedly at Mo Lin, as though he wished to see through him inside and out.
This brat was far too strange! With only early Law Domain Realm cultivation, he had taken a finger strike containing the origin of sacred fire head-on without dying, and had even suffered only minor injuries! It completely overturned his understanding!
"You sharp-tongued junior! I'd like to see how many times you can withstand it!" Palace Lord Shengyuan was enraged. Golden Sacred Fire rose around him once more as he prepared to strike again regardless of the cost.
However, at that moment—
"Wait!"
A deep shout rang out, interrupting Palace Lord Shengyuan's movement. Sect Master Qingyang stared fixedly at Palace Lord Shengyuan, cold light flickering in his eyes as though he had discovered something crucial. He suddenly stepped forward, his voice icy.
"Shengyuan! You are not truly in the Saint Realm!"
Those words struck like thunder, abruptly freezing the tense atmosphere! The powerful figures from every side were startled, their doubtful gazes focusing on Palace Lord Shengyuan once again.
Palace Lord Shengyuan's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly. Golden Sacred Fire flickered in his palm as he looked expressionlessly at Sect Master Qingyang. "Oh? Why does Sect Master Qingyang say that? Do you wish to have another taste