As for Martial Saints of the Eighth Realm, they had already inscribed their own laws upon the Heavenly Heart, transforming them into Heavenly Heart Imprints.
As long as they were within this world, the world itself became their domain.
They could command the power of heaven and earth for their own use, move mountains and fill seas, overturn heaven and earth—nothing was beyond their reach!
Beings who had attained this level of cultivation were, in a sense, already comparable to the might of heaven.
The entire world was their domain. Within it, unless they faced an opponent of the same or higher realm, they were invincible!
Venerables of the Eighth Realm held absolute power over those below them.
No matter how many Martial Kings of the Seventh Realm there were, or how astonishingly talented they might be, they were no match for them!
In other words, the upheaval unfolding before them was a world-shaking transformation.
Even someone as resourceful and prescient as Wu Shentong could never have anticipated such a turn of events.
At this very moment, even if Wu Shentong came in person, there would be nothing he could do about the upheaval in [Dragon Sleep Valley].
In the face of an Eighth Realm Venerable, a peak Martial King was still nothing more than a slightly larger ant.
"How could there be a Venerable-tier Demon Saint in Qing Province?" A cloud of suspicion rose in Lu Yang's heart, along with deep worry about his predicament.
The Demon Race and humanity had always been at odds, hating and slaughtering one another.
If a Venerable-tier Demon Saint had suddenly appeared and decided to kill them, not one person present would escape.
Even if Lu Yang hurriedly sought refuge in [Water Moon Cave Heaven], it might not help.
A Martial King, unless