"Kid, you're a mighty ninth-layer Quasi-Saint, and you still can't save her?"
Not only did the old man not leave, he instead asked with a curious look on his face.
This brat came here every day to mourn, and he knew exactly what had happened to him.
But this brat was a ninth-layer Quasi-Saint. By all rights, he should already have been able to fish people out of the river of time.
In this world, as long as someone was under this brat's protection, nothing usually happened to them.
A supreme ninth-layer Quasi-Saint could completely turn decay into miracle.
Even if someone died, he could fish them back out of the river of time.
He could even arrange Destiny and rewrite cause and effect.
And such methods still could not save a woman?
"It's useless. The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth will not permit her existence. There's nothing I can do. Even Saints can do nothing."
Ye Xiu closed his eyes and gently shook his head.
He had tried every method he could use. None of them had worked.
Yun'er was someone who should not have existed in this world.
The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth wanted to take her away, and Ye Xiu had no way to stop it.
"If the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth won't tolerate her, then snatch her back from it."
Without the slightest hesitation, the old man spoke directly.
"Old man, you really are hilarious. If even the Great Dao cannot tolerate her, how could I, Ye Xiu, possibly snatch her back?"
"Even Saints are like ants before the Great Dao. I'm merely a Quasi-Saint—what right do I have?"
Ye Xiu opened his eyes, glanced at the old man, then let out a scornful laugh.
If this had been before, he