Eternal True Realm.
Pangu and Ancestor Yang Mei arrived together.
Judging by Ancestor Yang Mei's aura, he had clearly already succeeded in attaining the Dao.
But evidently, he had not attained the Dao in the Eternal True Realm, or everyone would have sensed it.
The world that could provide him with the conditions to attain the Dao was likely one Pangu had newly created within the chaos. Though this newly created world could not compare to the Eternal True Realm in size, its laws of heaven and earth had surely been complete.
As long as the laws of heaven and earth were complete, there would not be much difference in cultivation after attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint.
Pangu had probably lent Ancestor Yang Mei a hand when he attained the Dao.
Now, it was "eleven VS twenty-nine."
In terms of the overall strength of a single holy land, this newly established Tenth Holy Land could definitely crush the other holy lands in absolute power.
But once the other holy lands joined forces, the gap remained enormous.
When the leaders of all the large and small forces who had come to offer congratulations saw this scene, they were somewhat at a loss.
Forty Saints had appeared at once!
Normally, seeing even one would have felt like a blessing earned over three lifetimes. Yet now, every Saint in this world had gathered in one place. The scene was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
There was no clash of auras, no confrontation of momentum. Everyone could feel the breeze brushing against their faces, lightly stirring their hair with a hint of warmth.
Yet in truth, their hearts were ice-cold. It was not that they feared the Saints would attack them, but that they worried they would be