Although he voiced his displeasure, when his gaze fell on Haotian and the others, he smiled like a cat toying with mice. "Heavenly Court? Hehe, interesting. That Daochen may be strange, but do you really think a bunch of Quasi-Saints like you can threaten a Sage?"
Haotian snorted coldly. "Hmph, Sages are undying and indestructible. You aren't. You merely possess a Sage's strength, not a Sage's cultivation realm."
"At most, you're a Saint Realm expert. Your strength still has its limits."
At Haotian's words, a cruel gleam appeared in Water Spirit's eyes. "A mere Quasi-Saint dares to show such contempt for a Sage? So what if I'm only in the Saint Realm? All I lack is the ability to revive endlessly. Killing you would still be child's play."
As he spoke, his body vanished from the spot in an instant, like a fading afterimage.
Haotian's expression changed drastically at the sight.
If this fellow attacked, he would surely target him first.
He was in the greatest danger here.
Haotian retreated at top speed, plunging into the crowd.
At that very moment, Water Spirit's attack arrived, crashing straight into the spot Haotian had just occupied.
A terrifying surge of water engulfed the area, making even space ripple.
As expected of a Sage-what a terrifying attack.
Water Spirit gave a surprised murmur. "Nice reflexes!"
A sheen of cold sweat broke out on Haotian's forehead.
He had nearly died.
If even he had come so close to death, how could their group possibly defeat a Sage?
Everyone wavered and began frantically clustering together, as though that alone could hold back the fear in their hearts.
Among the crowd, Fuxi watched Water Spirit with some surprise. There was no question that this fellow was immensely powerful.
Yet, for some reason, Fuxi sensed devil power