Even after realizing that the being before them was a peerless prodigy who outshone the past and present, the three maintained their lofty bearing. "Human, you are indeed powerful, but against us, you have not the slightest chance of victory!"
"We have all witnessed the Fighting Saint Emperor's methods. How could a mere Saint like you turn the heavens upside down before us?"
"Is that so?"
"Then judge for yourselves how my methods compare to the Fighting Saint Emperor's!" Qin Tian raised his hand. Innate yin-yang qi twined around his sleeves like two heavenly blades, or flood dragons. The two converged, forming a pair of divine scissors with an edge laid bare.
"Hmph, an ant gazing at the heavens, ignorant of your own limits! You dare compare yourself to the Saint Emperor? You truly have no idea how to court death." The dragon-horned Great Saint roared.
"It is only a comparison. Why get angry? I understand the Fighting Saint Emperor's strength better than you do!" Qin Tian remained perfectly at ease, toying with the Yin-Yang Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.
"You lot, attack first!" The three Great Saints were cautious and cold, sending their subordinates to exhaust Qin Tian's divine power.
Meanwhile, they absorbed cosmic energy to replenish their divine essence.
Although this could only replenish their divine power, while their blood and vitality remained in decline,
it was still enough to give them the strength to fight.
The next instant, gusts of black astral wind swept through the vast universe, tearing through space and scouring out chaos. At that moment, a murderous chill filled heaven and earth.
It was as though a deity from hell were about to destroy the world, reaching everywhere, however distant. The aura of death coiled about, and across past and present, above and below, all