A simple sentence, yet it struck like a bolt of thunder, shocking everyone present.
Ancient saints.
This was no simple term.
In the Mythical Realm, only those seven beings from before the great ancient cataclysm could be called that!
As disciples of great sects, they possessed profound foundations and countless inherited classics. From childhood, they had been steeped in all manner of teachings. Their breadth of knowledge undoubtedly surpassed that of ordinary people, and they knew a great deal about the ancient saints who had existed before the great ancient cataclysm.
The Heavenly Court possessed a wondrous divine stone called the Light-Bearing Stone, capable of recording the passage of ages. It was extraordinarily special. Within it was recorded a scene of the supreme ruler of the ancient Heavenly Court meeting the Three Pure Ones. There were only phantom silhouettes in that scene, yet they contained immeasurable might. The radiance upon it had not faded for hundreds of thousands of years, and myriad Dao rhymes had settled within it. Merely its aura alone prevented even Da Luo realm cultivators from approaching. Only the current ruler of the Heavenly Court could reach the stone and behold the bearing of the ancient saints.
The Human Sect likewise retained an item of an ancient saint: a broken Eight Trigrams pill furnace. The Supreme Pure Saint had once refined pills within it, and countless rosy lights had filled the furnace. The aura of ancient pills had yet to fade even now. That pill aura had already gained spirit and could breathe in and out on its own, capable of healing all wounds. Even a Da Luo realm cultivator, grievously injured and on the verge of death, needed only approach the pill furnace for a moment to stabilize their Great Dao and mend their wounds.
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