Primordial Heavenly Venerate, Grand Supreme Elder Laozi, Zhunti, and Jieyin hurriedly bowed to Old Daoist Hongjun.
"No need for formalities."
Old Daoist Hongjun nodded slightly, his expression shifting between light and dark. A cold glint lingered in his eyes.
"Master, you extracted us from the Source Space. Are you planning to resurrect us?"
Zhunti's face was filled with joy as he hurriedly asked.
Primordial Heavenly Venerate also looked anxious. "Master, please resurrect us as soon as possible. I want to kill that brat Lin Xuan!"
These Saints all assumed that Old Daoist Hongjun had summoned them to resurrect them, allowing them to avoid a long slumber. Naturally, they were all delighted.
However, Old Daoist Hongjun merely shook his head. A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "I brought you out not to resurrect you."
"Not to resurrect us?"
Zhunti was instantly dumbfounded.
"Master, if you aren't resurrecting us, then why did you summon us?"
Primordial Heavenly Venerate asked, his face filled with confusion.
"That's right, Master. Once resurrected, we can help you kill Lin Xuan!"
Jieyin hurriedly spoke as well.
Old Daoist Hongjun gave a cold laugh and said, "With you useless fools, you can't even defeat one of Lin Xuan's fingers. Sending you there would simply be sending you to your deaths. Hmph!"
Hearing Old Daoist Hongjun's words and seeing his icy expression, Zhunti, Jieyin, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, and Grand Supreme Elder Laozi all changed color.
A terrible premonition arose in their hearts, and their expressions changed one after another.
"Boom!"
At that moment, an incomparably fierce killing intent erupted from Old Daoist Hongjun.
Layer upon layer of powerful pressure bore down on the Saints. They instantly felt an extremely deadly crisis descend upon them, making their entire bodies break out in gooseflesh as every hair