Wang Xian, Who Had Been Played

Wang Xian understood what Zhao Gongming wanted to ask. He nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, you were not mistaken. That mysterious man in the long robe is indeed a Saint!"

The moment those words were spoken, everyone present seemed to be stunned silly. Zhao Gongming in particular broke out in cold sweat that poured down like a waterfall.

Even if a Saint tried to kill his younger sisters, he would still charge forward without hesitation. But knowing that the other party was a Saint and not knowing they were a Saint were entirely different matters.

After a long while, Yunxiao said gravely, "When that Saint attacked just now, the sky was filled with golden light, and the swastika symbol appeared. Could it have been one of the two martial uncles from the Western Teachings?"

It was no wonder she thought so. Among those at the Saint level, the only ones who displayed such phenomena when attacking were Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti of the Western Teachings.

"No!"

Wang Xian's denial only left everyone even more bewildered.

Not one of the two Saints from the Western Teachings?

Then who was it?

Could it be their Eldest Martial Uncle Taishang Laojun or Second Martial Uncle Primordial Lord of Heaven?

Only Yunxiao's eyes lit up. She looked at Wang Xian with her beautiful eyes and asked excitedly, "Was it a Saint from Fellow Daoist's world?"

The reason for her excitement was entirely because the other party was a Saint.

Although she had obtained quite a few Innate Stones from Wang Xian and hoped to extract Primordial Qi from them before relying on it to enter the Saint Realm, her grandmaster, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, had once said that the number of Saints in the Primordial World was fixed. Otherwise, Hongyun, who had obtained Primordial