When the golden light from the Western Regions appeared.
The five elements of heaven and earth above Golden Rooster Ridge suddenly fell still for an instant.
They had not been suppressed.
It was more as though all of heaven and earth were waiting for a higher order of power to enter.
Kong Xuan stood on the main peak.
The Five-Colored Divine Light behind him had already risen of its own accord.
Its five colors-azure, yellow, red, black, and white-were more condensed than ever before.
But the casual smile he had worn earlier had faded considerably.
Actually facing a Saint.
And saying, "Let him come," were two entirely different things.
Zhao Gongming grew serious as well.
He was in the Daluo Realm.
He had also experienced a Saint's oppressive might.
Before the Nine-Twist Yellow River Formation.
Yuanshi had arrived in person.
No matter how much time had passed, he still remembered that level of power clearly.
Holy Mother Huo Ling stood on Lin Yuan's other side.
She had not deployed the Golden Radiance Crown.
There would be little point in deploying it now.
Lin Yuan, by contrast, was the calmest.
He had already given every warning he needed to give.
He had also left an escape route.
Kong Xuan himself was no fool.
If he truly could not win.
As long as he did not suddenly let hot blood rush to his head and fight to the bitter end.
Things would not immediately spiral out of control.
The golden lotus silhouette drew closer and closer.
Finally, it stopped outside Golden Rooster Ridge.
Daoist Zhunti stepped out.
The moment he saw Lin Yuan.
He visibly paused.
"Why are you still in the east?"
Lin Yuan: "..."
Why did that sound as though I ought to live in the Western Regions?
"Saint."
Lin