The saints were baffled.
"What about Fang Yun?" Night Ancestor's incarnation cared only about this.
She searched every floating continent but could not find Fang Yun, her brows knitting together.
"Either he broke through the illusion long ago, or..." Night Ancestor's incarnation looked toward the floating continent shrouded in dreamlike mist.
Freed from the restraints of the illusion, the saints happily conversed.
However, that was limited to Kunlun's saints.
The outside saints trapped here were all filled with vigilance. Even when speaking with members of their own race, they remained wary.
The weakest Great Sage here was on Fang Yun's level, only one step away from entering the Great Sage Peak.
After a brief exchange, the saints fell silent and began observing the other continents.
Each and every Sacred Remains was a treasure trove.
Any Great Sage who had reached this place would, no matter what, possess at least several Great Sage treasures. They would basically have Ancestral Materials, and might even possess damaged Ancestral Treasures.
Among these several thousand Sacred Remains, there could not be fewer than ten Ancestral Treasures!
After a long while, the Void grew clamorous again, and the saints began discussing how to leave this place.
Time slowly passed...
Within Fang Yun's Sacred Sense World.
Fang Yun was like the master of the Void, flying swiftly. Behind him, densely packed trails of pale-white Sacred Way gathered together, like a school of fish closely following Fang Yun.
At this moment, Fang Yun had already comprehended every Illusory Sacred Way within the Sacred Sense World, so he moved through it at tremendous speed.
Yet comprehension was merely the foundation. Only application and control could truly make it his own.
"Whew..." Fang Yun let out a breath. "Sure enough, I underestimated the Illusory Sacred Way. I never expected that