A Saint's anger could turn Heaven and Earth upside down; this was no mere saying, but an eternal truth. When Nuwa revealed the inviolable majesty of a Saint, the stars in the sky all abruptly came to a halt.
The silence was terrifying. No one spoke; instead, all eyes that turned towards Ye Xuan were colored with pity, for Nuwa's will could not be violated, and today, neither of the two Great Demons Emperor would die.
"During the ancient Sealing God Tribulation, Hong Jun, the Ancestral Master, decreed that Saints must not intervene. Could it be that you wish to defy the will of Ancestral Master Hong Jun?"
Ye Xuan stood holding his spear, his expression dark as water, neither servile nor overbearing, but his voice was icy cold to the extreme. Had it not been a true Saint standing before him, he would never have lowered his stance to converse such and would have struck with his spear to claim the other's life.
