Wang Jue hovered with his hair fluttering, making him look like an invincible immortal. When a powerful aura descended, Qilin Mountain began to tremble.1

“Seventh-stage Saint Lord…” Mu Xiuhan’s face became pale with deep fear in his eyes. The last three stages of the Saint Lord were increasingly challenging, but one would transform if one could make it through. A seventh-stage Saint Lord was at least ten times stronger than a sixth-stage Saint Lord. After being tempered by the tribulation, the circulation of saint energy would become different and more powerful.0

This was equivalent to the difference between saint aura and saint energy. Mu Xiuhan was at the pinnacle of the sixth-stage Saint Lord, but he didn’t dare to take that step out since someone with more talent would die faster. He had seen many older generations taking the risk and died a terrible death. So he was...1