Nightingale Saint stood atop the mountain, faint spatial fluctuations spilling from his eyes.
He could see every detail a thousand miles away, no matter how minute the change.
The Silver Light covering Saint Mountain grew increasingly radiant, as if countless vats of molten silver were pouring down from the summit...
"Rumble..."
A tremor also came from within Saint Mountain.
Directly beneath Saint Mountain, a hundred-zhang-high giant gate appeared.
The Sub-Saints and Great Perfections beneath Saint Mountain grew visibly excited the instant they saw the giant gate appear.
"The gate is open!"
"Quick! Fight to be the first inside!"
"..."
Just as these people surged toward the giant gate, a tiny flame suddenly appeared before it.
The flame bloomed in an instant, transforming into a hundred-zhang-high fire serpent that stretched across the gate!
A Sub-Saint charged at the very front, determined to seize the lead. Before the fire serpent had covered the entire gate, he actually used Great Shift, attempting to force his way inside.
But the moment he shifted to the gate, the fire serpent sealed the final gap, and the Sub-Saint was engulfed in its flames.
A mighty Sub-Saint barely struggled or even managed to cry out before he was reduced to ashes in an instant, burned utterly clean by the fire serpent...
"What kind of flame is this?"
"Why are you stopping us from entering Saint Mountain?"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
The power hidden within this flame far exceeded their imagination. Even Tang Lun, who was most proficient in the Fledgling Fire Divine Dao, could not compare with it.
"Heh heh heh, don't panic. When the time comes, you'll naturally be allowed in. If anyone tries to force their way through this gate, don't blame me, Hu Yan, for failing to warn you. Your fate will be the