"Lord Saint One, who exactly were those people?"
"If Saint Two and Saint Three hadn't risked their lives to hold them back, we'd probably have perished!"
Two figures entered this vast space.
They seemed to be surveying their surroundings, but their minds were clearly elsewhere.
Both were injured. One was gravely wounded, while the other's injuries were not quite so severe, though he was certainly in no better condition.
The one walking in front was Saint One!
A ninth-level Supreme of the Holy Realm, created by the Evil God using the Holy Spirit Universe Crystal. He was born with the power traits of a universe origin, making him, to a certain extent, stronger than ordinary experts of the same realm.
Yet Saint One now looked exceedingly disheveled. Several wounds marred his body, and his face was grim.
Behind him stood a gravely wounded fifth-level Supreme.
"Without a doubt, some tremendous upheaval must have occurred in here. Those five people—who knows where they came from? Their strength was terrifying beyond measure. Any one of them could instantly kill an eighth-level Supreme of the same rank!"
Saint One ground his teeth. The many experts of their Holy Realm had just suffered a catastrophic disaster, their entire force nearly wiped out!
Saint Two, Saint Three, and the others had all fallen!
With the strength of eighth-level Supremes, coupled with the Crimson Power of the Holy Spirit origin, they had been far stronger than others at the same level.
But before those people, they had not possessed even the slightest ability to resist!
They fell one after another!
Had Saint One not used the final method the Evil God had given him, he too would likely have fallen on the spot.
As for the Holy Realm expert beside him, he had merely been lucky