Early Ancient Saint!
Those four words lay like mountains across the hearts of Dripping Water Saint, Dark Fire Saint, and Golden Wind Saint, crushing them until they could barely breathe.
Although Immortal Saints and Early Ancient Saints were separated by only a single realm, the difference in their power was like heaven and earth. They simply did not exist on the same level.
In terms of magical power alone, one Early Ancient Saint could contend against hundreds of Immortal Saints.
Not to mention that Early Ancient Saints had comprehended the laws of space and could wield their power. With a single thought, they could traverse thousands upon thousands of layers of space; with a single strike, they could blast through those layers and kill an enemy's true body.
No matter how many Immortal Saints there were, they could not contend with such power.
After all, Immortal Saints could not even strike an Early Ancient Saint's true body. How could they possibly kill one?
Thus, it was not hard to imagine their despair upon hearing that an Early Ancient Saint had appeared here. With such a powerhouse present, they could neither flee nor survive.
"It's over. This time, we're completely finished."
"Fuck, how can we be this unlucky? Running into five peak Immortal Saints earlier was bad enough, and now an Early Ancient Saint has appeared too. Does Heaven itself want us dead?"
"I heard that old hands in the Storm Sea might not encounter an Early Ancient Saint even once in thousands of years. Yet we ran into one the moment we set out. Is there any justice left in this world?!"
"With an Early Ancient Saint here, we can't win at all. We can only run. The four of us will scatter and split up. Whoever can escape, escapes.