"Impossible."
Saint Arka spoke confidently.
Void grinned.
"Really?"
Saint Arka frowned, but then smiled. He couldn't even remember the last time a Saint had been killed, showing just how terrifying they were.
Even if, by some chance, this Great Demon Ancestor was stronger than him, he couldn't simply kill him.
Instead of exchanging more words, he prepared his strongest attack.
The light sources throughout the Upper Realm began to dim, causing everyone to open their mouths in shock.
This was a Saint.
They had the ability to draw power from the Upper Realm to enhance their attacks. This was one of the reasons so many Rank 4 beings coveted the position of a Saint.
It wasn't merely a title.
Becoming a Saint brought them closer to the Realm Consciousness, to the extent that a portion of its authority was granted to them.
A brilliant sword began to form.
Its size reached hundreds of thousands of Mu, making everything around it look like dust.
