Xu Guang looked at the distant apparition of the Saint with a face full of fear, unable to distinguish whether the figure was truly alive or dead.
The figure's posture was too complete, its aura too astounding, resembling a true living Saint.
Upon careful observation, he noticed that the elder's apparition wasn't entirely solid; its edges were somewhat blurred, and like the surrounding palace and statue apparitions, it exhibited an unstable wave-like state, as if it could dissipate at any moment.
Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But just then.
The Saint's apparition suddenly opened its eyes!
Within those eyes were divine lights.
Instantly, Xu Guang's entire body stiffened, his steps halted.
Could it really still be alive?
But upon looking again, the Saint's apparition had closed its eyes once more.
After a long silence, Xu Guang felt the urge to retreat, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
Just as he lifted his foot, the Saint's apparition suddenly resurrected.
