Less than a hundred miles away from where Qin Yu slayed the three monsters, a figure stood high in the air. He seemed to be condensed from countless pure rays of light, like a bright and radiant sun.

At this time he pointed out a finger. Rays of light shot out from his fingertip, weaving together into a net that covered the mass of shadows in front of him.

Faintly, one could see a tall and slender figure in the darkness. She wildly attacked the net but couldn’t escape.

Her low and coarse voice was slightly twisted with anger. “Saint, do you know what you are doing? Once the Divine Seat learns of this, he will not show mercy!”

The figure formed from rays of light let out a breezy laugh. One could almost see his shoulders shudder and his lips curve with humor.

“You are just a sinner who has luckily managed to not die. You dare to threaten me? After today, I will have you kneel before me, allowing me to take what I want.”

Looking up, the Saint’s eyes veered towards the direction where the sun and moon phantoms were going. He smiled in satisfaction.

It seemed that...