"Sacred relic? Chu Yun, how could you possibly command a sacred relic? Though your cultivation has grown swiftly these past years, you're only at the middle stage of the imperial rank!" Wandering Emperor shouted in disbelief. As an imperial-rank peak expert with the deepest cultivation, he was the first to rise from the ground and fly back into the air.
Book Emperor, Human Emperor, and the others followed Wandering Emperor into the sky, confronting Chu Yun.
They had originally come charging in with fierce momentum to demand answers from Chu Yun. Yet now they had suffered a crushing defeat. Not only did they cut sorry figures, but their faces were deathly pale, filled with shock and bewilderment.
"Hehehe, who says someone at the middle stage of the imperial rank cannot wield a sacred relic? The fact that none came before does not mean none will come after. Everything is done by people, is it not? I wield a sacred relic while still at the imperial rank. From this day forth, I shall be known as the Saint Emperor!" Secluded within the Yin-Yang Grand Harem, Chu Yun sat upright in the seat of honor. His voice rang like a great bell, booming in everyone's ears.
"Saint Emperor!" At this title, the Three Emperors and Four Sovereigns all narrowed their eyes, their expressions suddenly turning complicated.
A title was merely a symbol, a form of address, yet no one had ever been so arrogant as to call themselves by the name of "Saint."
In the eyes of all Spirit Beast Masters, the word Saint represented the pinnacle of cultivation, the utmost might, the sublimation of life itself.
Across the vast Nine Provinces, only nine beings bore the name "Saint."
They were the Nine Great Saints!
Other than them, no one dared call