The four ancient rings of light hovered in the four directions around the Saint lotus throne, gushing out vast torrent-like power. Everyone was shocked to see the impenetrable Saint lotus throne gradually melt under the impact of those ancient powers. 

However, the one most shocked was, of course, palace master Sheng Yuan.

His expression changed dramatically, his calm and indifferent expression completely gone. He cried out loud, “How is this possible?!” 

He was now a true Saint, and no art should be able to wound him under the Saint lotus’s protection, but the Saint lotus had failed to defend against patriarch Cang Xuan’s attack.

This was a huge blow to palace master Sheng Yuan’s confidence. 

“Sheng Yuan, you shouldn’t be so surprised. Although the Saint...