Rumble!
The moment the words fell, the angels attacked in unison. The three Primordial Ancient Angels in particular had completely marked Xia Ping as an enemy who had to be slain, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Holy Light World!
In an instant, the mana of three Primordial Ancient Saints and dozens of Ancient Saints crashed down at once. An enormous world domain emerged in the void, suppressing space-time in every direction.
At that moment, the Holy Light World enveloped a radius of a hundred thousand light-years, seeming to erode the space-time of this void and forcibly transform the laws of this region into the laws of the Holy Light World.
"Hm?!"
Xia Ping's pupils contracted. He could sense the terror of this world domain—it was practically a complete world, possessing complete fundamental laws of time, space, creation, and more.
When such world laws came crashing down, it was as though the power of a great world itself were bombarding him. If struck by that vast force of the world, even a Saint would be blasted into ashes.
This was the terror of Primordial Ancient Saints.
Having reached the Primordial Realm, they had thoroughly comprehended the laws of the world and gained control over the power of worlds.
Primordial Ancient Saints at this stage were incomparably terrifying. Every inch of their flesh could evolve into a miniature world, their bodies immensely formidable; every movement erupted with power capable of destroying worlds.
More importantly, Primordial Ancient Saints could draw upon the power of worlds to activate top-grade sacred artifacts, unleashing the greater part of their might.
Ordinary Saints could also activate top-grade sacred artifacts, but they could only do so with origin energy, bringing out no more than a superficial fraction of such artifacts' power.
Primordial Ancient Saints, however, were different. They could