Originally, Zhunti and Jieyin had secretly slipped two Saint Realm Three Corpses inside to give their own disciples a little help.
Who would have thought—
Not long after they entered, their own disciples ran into a Fallen Saint comparable to a saint!
Well, then.
Zhunti and Jieyin's Good Corpse had been used like a firecracker to be smashed on the ground.
They had not even gotten the opportunity to Attain the Dao into their hands.
It could truly be called a loss so miserable it was a complete mess.
"If only we had saint-level combat power, something that could hold off that Fallen Saint for the time being."
Medicine Master's unintentional remark made Jiang Ziya's eyes light up. "That's right. Our main goal isn't to kill the Fallen Saint anyway. As long as we find someone to stall him for a short while, we can take the Primordial Violet Qi and run straight away."
"But who can hold off a Fallen Saint?"
Guangchengzi asked.
"Almost everyone who could enter this time is beneath saints. Although the Saint Realm is praised as a Half-Step Saint, there is still an enormous gulf between it and a true saint. They can't block him."
"If the Saint Realm can't block him, then we'll have true saint-level combat power block him!"
A sharp glint flashed in Jiang Ziya's eyes. His originally somewhat dispirited expression was swept clean away, replaced by absolute confidence. "Let's go. We'll find the Martial Ancestor's lineage!"
Though Guangchengzi was somewhat puzzled, he still obeyed Jiang Ziya's arrangement.
Guangchengzi also understood that when it came to playing with brains, he could not outplay this Sub-Saint of the Military School.
He might as well obediently follow orders.
"Junior brother Ziya, could you be thinking of disciple-nephew Six-Eared?"
After pondering for a moment, Xuandu