In appearance, this Saint's Finger was nothing special. Between two large, shell-like petals nestled a rolled-up bloom shaped like a finger. The difference was that this Saint's Finger was exceptionally large: its floral finger was a full three feet long!
A low-grade Saint's Finger was only three inches long, while a middle-grade one measured just five inches.
Ying Hong's and Crab Spider's expressions shifted. They had already guessed that Fang Yun and Greedy Wind might have a High-Grade Saint's Finger, but seeing it for themselves and thinking of its benefits made their emotions impossible to control.
Across the Ancient Demons' several hundred thousand years of history, no more than fifty Ancient Demons had ever obtained a High-Grade Saint's Finger, and ninety percent of them had ultimately attained Saint Enfeoffment.
The Three-Faced Ape in the distance had been taunting them, but the instant he saw the High-Grade Saint's Finger, he froze where he stood, his hands still poised to beat his chest.
His other two faces had been calm, their eyes closed. At that moment, their eyes suddenly opened, and the faces writhed and twisted, desperately trying to look at the Saint's Finger.
Hiss...
A faint sound of tearing flesh rang out. The Three-Faced Ape's two white-furred side faces actually unfolded like pages of a book, coming onto the same plane as his front face.
The Three-Faced Ape looked even more grotesque.
A wilted Middle-Grade Saint's Finger floated before his chest.
"That's fake!" the Three-Faced Ape roared.
Greedy Wind smiled and blew gently at the Saint's Finger before him. Its two shell-like petals opened to either side, and the finger-shaped bloom between them moved gently forward.
It was like a Saint extending a finger and lightly pointing.
A majestic surge of sacred might flew from its fingertip. Like a sacred way