"Mo Zi, if you're not going to make your move now, when will you? Take Spirit Mountain~~~~~~~~~!" Kong Xuan suddenly shouted.
Kong Xuan's roar pierced Heaven and Earth and reached everyone's ears. Almost everyone faltered slightly, staring toward Kong Xuan in the distance with unconcealed disbelief.
Mo Zi? A Sage? Was there a Sage here too?
The news that the Three Great Sages of the Northern Continent had returned empty-handed after besieging the Great Zheng Sacred Court had yet to reach the Eastern Continent. At the very least, not everyone in the Eastern Continent knew about it.
The image of a Sage in everyone's hearts remained overwhelmingly grand. Ordinary Ancestral Immortals would never even entertain the thought of contending with one.
In the past, Tathagata Buddha Ancestor, at the height of his power, had already been an existence that made countless mighty figures tremble with fear. Yet even he could not compare to a Sage.
Kong Xuan and Zhen Yuanzi in the sky were both figures who had shaken the world, but they still fell short of a Sage.
There was a Sage here too?
People instinctively began searching in every direction. Almost simultaneously, countless gazes locked onto the two distant mountain peaks, because up until now, only two of the outermost supreme peaks had yet to make a move.
One was the pavilion. No one could see through the people inside, and no one had targeted them from the beginning.
The other was that group of twelve.
The twelve had arrived relatively late, but the moment they did, they displayed their domineering side. A dignified Ancestral Immortal had been defeated in a single move by a servant among the twelve, one who was only at the Third Level.
Even someone who had just reached the Ancestral Immortal realm could