The many Saint Ancestor avatars were like flies blasted into the sky by jets of water, unable to dodge despite having wings.
Soon, several hot-tempered Saint Ancestor avatars flew into an outright rage and unleashed all manner of powers against the void flames.
Fang Yun shook his head at the sight.
This was only the first trial, and the void flames were not particularly powerful. As long as the avatars reined in their auras and endured the scorching heat, they could all escape once the pillars of fire subsided.
But the more they resisted, the stronger the void flames became.
Several breaths later, six Saint Ancestor avatars were engulfed in even thicker, fiercer void flames.
"Don't release your power to resist the flames!" the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor's avatar roared.
But the void flames cut off his Sacred Sense.
Several dozen breaths later, the void flames enveloping the Saint Ancestor avatars slowly subsided.
All six Saint Ancestor avatars had fallen.
An air of sorrow spread across the First Star River Stairway.
These mighty Saint Ancestor avatars received the reverence of countless people in the Kunlun Ancient Realm, where no one dared defy them. Yet here, they fell like hailstones. Even those Saint Ancestors who were on poor terms with one another were deeply shaken.
All the Saint Ancestor avatars turned furious gazes on Fang Yun.
Fang Yun sneered. "I don't know what you're so angry about. You were the ones who ambushed me first. Aren't you getting exactly what you asked for by dying here? Keep raging. Not one of you will leave this place today!"
"Even if none of us can escape, we'll drag you down into Sagefall with us! We're only avatars!"
"You're very good at putting on an act. Even if you understand the Dark Clan language, it