As a Saint, Yuanshi could naturally tell that although the Five-Colored Divine Light had a special effect on magic treasures, its effect on cultivators themselves was far less impressive.
If the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals did not have to fight with their hands and feet bound, they would certainly be able to capture Kong Xuan.
After hearing Yuanshi's guidance, the Chan Sect's Golden Immortals were instantly delighted.
They decisively put away their magic treasures, then brought their own formidable magical power to bear against Kong Xuan.
Sure enough, although the Five-Colored Divine Light washing over their bodies had a considerable effect, it was nowhere near as astonishing.
The immortals' expressions all changed, tinged with regret. "What a pity. If Saint Yuanshi hadn't interfered, Kong Xuan really might have defeated the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals."
"What a shame! All his efforts ruined at the final hurdle!"
Meanwhile, Laozi, Nuwa, Tongtian, and the others watched Yuanshi coldly.
A master giving guidance from the sidelines while his disciples fought-only Yuanshi could do something so shameless.
And yet Yuanshi looked as though he were entirely in the right.
Laozi and Tongtian could not help sighing over it. They had sprung from the same source, so how had Yuanshi fallen to this point?
Yuanshi, however, turned his gaze toward Lin Tian, worried that Lin Tian would likewise offer Kong Xuan guidance.
But rather than becoming angry when Yuanshi stepped in to advise the Twelve Golden Immortals, Lin Tian revealed a faint, disdainful smile.
The moment that smile appeared on Lin Tian's face, Yuanshi's expression turned ugly.
"This is bad!"
Yuanshi suddenly realized something, but it was already too late!
It was true that once the Twelve Golden Immortals put away their magic treasures, they could avoid the effects of the Five-Elements Divine Light.