"And Lin Tian, in whom you placed your hopes-could an ant-like Great Encompassing Golden Immortal like him activate the Chaos Bell and destroy Mount Sumeru within ten breaths?"
"I fear his oil has already run dry and his lamp has burned out."
The instant his words fell, Saint Zhunti manifested his ten-thousand-foot golden body, formed a Fearless Lion Seal with his hand, and launched a sneak attack straight at Dijiang.
He intended to wipe out Dijiang, leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, immediately and establish his might through the kill.
As Saint Zhunti struck, Saint Jieyin, who had remained silent all this while, transformed into a streak of rainbow light and charged at Lin Tian and Houtu to kill them.
These shameless fellow disciples had long since reached a tacit understanding. They intended to wipe out Lin Tian and the Twelve Ancestral Witches together, not give them ten breaths.
Yet the instant the two Saints made their move-
They discovered, to their horror, that time had slowed around them, while the distance separating them from the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Lin Tian began to stretch immeasurably.
To the mighty cultivators of the Primordial World watching them, Saints Zhunti and Jieyin had merely assumed attacking stances after issuing their threats, then begun crawling forward at a turtle's pace.
The sight was utterly ridiculous.
Saint Zhunti and Jieyin realized what had happened at that moment.
They cast wary glances at Ancestral Witch Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin.
Time reigned supreme, and space was king!
These two Ancestral Witches had just used the power of the time law and space law they respectively commanded to obstruct them.
But so what?
Had Saint Zhunti and Jieyin still possessed only the strength of the quasi-saint realm, they would certainly have been stopped.
But now-
They were