Wind blew past the sea of flowers, sweeping up a gust of petals.

Zhou Yuan’s expression was somewhat dazed. He stared blankly at Cang Yuan’s solemn face as emotions churned in his heart, wave after wave battering his innermost sanctum. It was clear just how shocking Cang Yuan’s words were to him.

He had made his own guesses of Yaoyao’s identity before. In his view, Yaoyao might be a Saint expert who had sealed her cultivation due to unknown reasons. 

However, it seemed that he had still underestimated her somewhat.

Yaoyao was not a Saint expert. She was the third god to have appeared since the birth of this world!

She was a god, the ultimate existence in this world together with the Ancestral Dragon and the Sacred God.

An existence that surpassed the Saints!

Zhou Yuan turned his head slightly...