"Yaochi Saint, you cannot be joking at a time like this."
Lin Xian spoke softly. "Why else would I have summoned so many Saints and brought out so many Emperor Weapons, if not for this moment?"
"Do you truly intend to start a war between holy lands?"
The old Yaoguang Saint spoke gravely. "The ultimate reserves of the great holy lands have yet to emerge. Once they do, the heavens and earth will shake."
"When those ultimate reserves clash with Emperor Weapons in hand, even the Big Dipper will be destroyed."
An ordinary holy land's reserves consisted of several Saints. An Extreme Dao Holy Land, however, had at least one aged Great Saint sealed in Divine Origin within its family or sect.
An aged Great Saint nearing the end of his lifespan, together with an Emperor Weapon, was someone even a Quasi-Emperor would hesitate to provoke.
That was the foundation that had allowed the Desolate Ancient Families and Extreme Dao Holy Lands to endure to this day.
Those families were blessed with Emperor Blood. The children and grandchildren of a Great Emperor could easily reach the Quasi-Emperor Realm, while descendants three or four generations removed could at least become Great Saints.
Such was the power of bloodline. One Great Emperor could bring glory to a family for hundreds of thousands, even a million years.
Yaoguang Holy Land was unusual. Its founding patriarch had not been a Great Emperor, merely a Quasi-Emperor. Yet it had enjoyed fifty thousand glorious years, producing Sages across twenty-eight generations.
Among them had been Saints, Saint Kings, and even Great Saints!
"An ultimate reserve? Does Yaoguang have one aged Great Saint, or two? How many times can they act?" Lin Xian asked unhurriedly. "We have at least five Great Saints on our side, including formidable figures