Until now, the Saint Ancestor avatars had not uttered a word.
Fang Yun raised a fourth finger and said, "Fourth, and this is my main point of clarification. A pack of creatures gazing at the sky from the bottom of a well think themselves worthy of stopping me! How could you possibly stop me? Even if I obtain the Kunlun Supreme Treasure, what can you do to me!"
After speaking, Fang Yun slowly raised his head, revealing a faint smile as he looked down upon the sages.
Hui Gu glanced at the ancestor avatars, disappointment flashing in his eyes. Then he fixed a resolute gaze on Fang Yun and said, "We of the Gray Clan will not trade words with you. You must remain here! Stay or fight-the choice is yours!"
With that, Hui Gu released his sacred power.
The Great Sages of every Kunlun clan released their sacred power as well.
Even the distant Half-Sages did the same.
Clearly visible pillars of pale golden sacred power shot into the sky like beacons in the night.
Each pillar of sacred power radiated a mighty aura, forming ring upon ring of ripples.
Tens of thousands of sacred power rings intertwined, like different ripples overlapping and colliding in water, forming ever more complex patterns.
At last, countless rings interwove in the sky, turning from insubstantial to solid and condensing into lotuses of the Sacred Way. Like lotus lanterns, they bloomed high overhead.
A trillion lotus lanterns hung high in the starry sky, illuminating the heavens in azure blue.
Then a lotus pedestal appeared beneath the feet of every member of the Kunlun Clans.
The auras of the Kunlun sages surged by fifty percent.
The collective manifestation of the Kunlun Clans' sages: the Azure-Sky Lotus Lanterns.
The Self-Contained World around Fang Yun slowly