"Master?"
At the Eastern Seashore, Qiongxiao looked toward Daochen, seated upon the World-Cleansing White Lotus, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
Who could make Daochen personally use the World-Cleansing White Lotus to shelter the entire Eastern Seashore?
Who else could it be?
Only the legendary Six Destined Saints.
Each stood at the pinnacle of cultivation in the Primordial World, their primordial spirits anchored in the void, enduring countless kalpas without perishing, just like the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
They sat beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, gazing down upon the eternal firmament.
They watched the world as clouds rose and fell!
Now, all Six Saints had gathered.
No one knew what would happen!
Though her master was also an existence in the saint realm, could he truly contend with the Six Saints alone?
Even Qiongxiao, whose cultivation had already reached peak Great Luo Golden Immortal and was only a step away from quasi-saint, had no confidence in that.
I only hope Master can emerge from this battle unscathed!
"Don't worry. Just wait here with peace of mind."
Unlike the worried Qiongxiao, Daochen merely smiled calmly, paying little heed as he remained seated upon the World-Cleansing White Lotus.
His eyes, as sharp as heavenly blades, were utterly tranquil.
They're only the Six Saints!
It's not as though I haven't fought them before.
Before becoming a sage, I could pin them to the ground and grind them into the dirt.
After attaining sagehood, it would naturally be no trouble either.
What I should consider is who to make an example of first.
Those two bald fellows, Jieyin and Zhunti?
Or that arrogant fellow Yuanshi?
Laozi would be a good choice too!
I didn't get my fill last time. This would be the perfect chance to make up for it!
As for that prickly little Nüwa, Daochen