"Mm?!"
Xia Ping ignored the discussion among the examinees around him. He saw an old man in white robes appear before him, and at once, he felt the entire world undergo a tremendous change. The air around them seemed to freeze.
It was as if the area tens of thousands of miles around the old man had become a unique domain, cut off from the real world and governed by its own rules.
"How powerful."
Xia Ping was shaken. The old man in white was the most powerful being he had ever encountered. He seemed utterly different in the very essence of his life. The other man could reduce him to ashes with a single breath.
"Be careful. He's a Saint."
Cat Immortal secretly sent him a telepathic message, then fell silent, afraid the old man before them might detect the connection between it and Xia Ping.
Those who reached the Saint realm possessed an inexplicable sensitivity and could see through the world's very essence. Trying to pull anything under a Saint's nose was practically impossible.
A Saint?!
A gleam appeared in Xia Ping's eyes. He had heard Cat Immortal speak of Saints countless times. They were practically the most powerful beings in the universe, capable of destroying a star with a single hand—living gods.
But this was the first time he had seen a Saint in the flesh, standing right before him. He had thought the Saint realm was still far beyond his reach, but now a Saint was just inches away. It was no longer some distant, unreachable existence.
"This old man goes by the Daoist title North Nether."
The old man in white looked at Xia Ping and said, "For now, you may consider me the Supreme Elder of the Universe Church. Are you willing to become