Central Region, Gui-Zhe Holy Mountain.
That day, Saint Power surged through the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Hall.
Servants sweeping the mountain saw the Dao Hall Master personally pushing the wheelchair of Lord Cangsheng, one of the Three Emperors, while discussing matters as they walked.
No one could make out what they were discussing.
But without question, it had to concern the Saint Emperor's Golden Edict that had only recently come to an end.
This was the Holy Emperor's power! Without a doubt, that was why so many waves of Saint Power had suddenly arisen on the Holy Mountain.
Some servants speculated...
Perhaps the "Ten-Person Council" of the Holy Spirit Hall, unseen for years, had gathered in full.
To the outside world, people did not even know whether there truly were Half-Saints among the Five Domains' supreme combatants.
Even the cultivation level of Dao Qiongchang, the current Hall Master of the Holy Spirit Hall—whether he was a Taixu or a Half-Saint—remained a mystery.
But to those living atop Gui-Zhe Holy Mountain...
A frog at the bottom of a well would never see the broader sky.
Half-Saints?
Once the Ten-Person Council of Gui-Zhe Holy Mountain emerged—the one hall, two masters, three emperors, four divine envoys, together with the tangled background ties among these ten people—they could wipe out more than half the Half-Saints of the Five Domains!
At headquarters, inside the council hall.
A silver round table thirty meters long stood in the center, surrounded by nine silver high-backed chairs.
The noble, elegant silver chairs varied in size. Some were small, meant for just one person to sit upright in; others were so immense they did not seem meant for humans at all, but rather for gigantic beasts to coil upon.
Dao Qiongchang pushed Ai Cangsheng's wheelchair to one side of