Beneath the dome of the starry sky, light from the Lingyang Realm shone brilliantly, dazzling to behold. The vast heavenly might that had swept through the river of time and space seemed to have ground to a halt.
The four Great Saints of the demigod race were stunned by Shi Lan's words. Threatening the Heavenly Dao of an entire realm so bluntly was something they had never even dared to imagine.
Was she not afraid of Lingyang Heaven's punishment?!
Jun Xuan came to his senses and suddenly looked up at Shi Lan's empty crown, his expression revealing a hint of horror. He murmured, "She... has no Dao Flower..."
At his words, the other three Great Saints all shuddered. Without a Dao Flower, how had Yang reached this realm?
Buzz—
While the four Great Saints were stunned, the heavenly light wavered. The four Dao Flowers nourished by Lingyang Heaven returned to normal, then gradually began to wither, just like those of Su Ri and the others earlier. Their power was being suppressed.
Feeling their strength drain away, the Great Saints fell silent, despair filling their eyes.
Lingyang Heaven had yielded. It had even acted to suppress their Dao Flowers. That was tantamount to turning around and selling them out to Yang.
The radiating heavenly light gradually drew in, but it did not leave. Instead, it hovered beside the battlefield, evidently prepared to reclaim its source power as soon as the battle ended.
Once it had made its decision, the Heavenly Dao seemed so cruel and heartless—or perhaps, in its conception, the word "cruelty" simply did not exist.
In an instant, the situation had been reversed. The four Great Saints, invincible figures who towered over their entire race, had been driven to the brink by a single change of mind from the