The many experts of the Xuanhuang Alliance watched as the Nine Provinces Origin fused together one after another. They could clearly feel Hun Mie Xian's aura rising frantically.
Hun Mie Xian's Saint Marks were also condensing one after another.
Previously, Hun Mie Xian had merely integrated the Nine Provinces Origin into his Saint Marks. This time, however, he operated a God-tier Cultivation Method, merging the Nine Provinces Origin and refining it into his body.
The Nine Provinces Origin was immensely powerful. Refining even one could bring an enormous improvement.
Hun Mie Xian had fused only two Nine Provinces Origins, yet his Saint Marks had already risen to fifteen.
"Father, do you think... a miracle will happen?"
Yun Qingyao's brows were filled with boundless worry. If Hun Mie Xian refined the Nine Provinces Origin, then even if he did not become a god, the Xuanhuang Continent would still have no hope.
"A miracle... perhaps Lu Ren can still create one!"
Ye Bantian held his daughter and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
Back then, Lu Ren had burned a thousand years of his lifespan for the sake of his daughter, leaving himself with only a few years to live. Now that he had come alone to face the battle, could he truly have no trump cards at all?
"A miracle? Can we only place our hopes for a miracle on him?"
Yun Qingyao felt a pang of heartache.
Lu Ren was only a young man, about the same age as her, yet he had to shoulder the fate of the entire Xuanhuang Continent.
As time passed, Hun Mie Xian had already fused eight Nine Provinces Origins. The Saint Marks floating around him had astonishingly risen to thirty-two!
Standing closest to Hun Mie Xian, Lu Ren could clearly sense the terrifying