"Damn it!" His eyelid twitched violently as he looked around. The entire space seemed to have been cast from millennium-old Mysterious Iron—rigid, cold, dense, and utterly seamless. He himself had been forged right into the center of this cage.
Spatial sealing was beyond what even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal could normally achieve. An ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal could at most use magic power to forcibly lock down a few inches of space, suppressing weaker opponents with cultivation. That could not be considered true confinement. Only by using supreme will as a guide, freezing an entire region of heaven and earth as though a giant mountain were suppressing the sea, could it be called "world locking."
How could Tian Yi not be shocked that Purple Emperor could actually wield such a technique? This was no longer merely power that surpassed his realm. It clearly carried even a trace of a Saint's aura!
Saints had transcended the Six Paths. They neither lived nor died, and no tribulation could wear them down. They walked alone beyond the heavens.
The divine ability Purple Emperor displayed at this moment did not mean that he had attained Sainthood himself. Instead, he had borrowed momentum—in a fleeting instant, he had drawn a trace of the Power of Origin from a certain Saint!
Within the Western Teachings, only Zhunti and Jieyin stood as the two Saints.
There was no longer any doubt. He had definitely borrowed a Saint's power!
Though the Western Teachings had been denounced by the Three Pure Ones' orthodoxy as one of the eight hundred heterodox schools, a crooked and miscellaneous path unworthy of the orthodox gaze,
it could not be denied that their Magic Arts were subtle and refined, their secret inheritances profound, and that they possessed many formidable aspects.
Especially this