"Bright Saint King, so many years have passed.
It is only natural that this humble monk has grown stronger.
Yet our Sun and Moon Cult stands level with the heavens like the sun and moon, while your Sun Palace has only declined further over the years.
As one rises and the other falls, now is precisely the time for us to overthrow you," Xumi Laughing Monk said with a smile.
Like Maitreya Buddha, he seemed to wear a beaming smile no matter what he said or did.
"Xumi, you are talking rather big," among the Sun Palace's ten Saint Kings,
a powerhouse called the Void Great Sage stepped forward.
He snorted coldly. "Have you forgotten how your Sun and Moon Cult was once chased by us like homeless dogs, forced to flee the Sun Palace?"
"Void, those are old matters from the past.
Times have changed and renewed. It is time for you to step down," another voice rang out from within the vortex.
A middle-aged man slowly emerged, a curved saber on his back and an ocean-like saber prison surrounding him.
The middle-aged man's eyes were sharp,
like two piercing blades.
"Heavenly Blade Saint," Void Great Sage narrowed his eyes upon seeing the man.
During the great war with the Sun and Moon Cult back then,
although many members of the Sun and Moon Cult had been beaten into retreat, the Heavenly Blade Saint had been among the strongest.
Even when besieged by several Great Sages, he had still handled it with ease.
He had even slain several Great Sages back then.
"I never expected you to still be alive."
"Of course I am alive. Aren't you still alive too?" Heavenly Blade Saint laughed.
"Just as the Cult Master said.
Even if members of our Sun and Moon Cult