This scene shocked everyone. The Thousand Plume Great Saint smiled on the high platform, “That brat never fails to surprise people. But it’s a pity that he’s not willing to become a holy son.”0

The Heavenly Yin Palace’s palace master smiled from the side, “Perhaps the holy son’s title isn’t enough to attract him. Maybe you should consider making him a divine son.”0

“Oh?” The Thousand Plume Great Saint was briefly stunned, before he said, “Only the sect master can confer someone as the divine son, and the divine son also has to bear ‘Heavenly Dao.’”0

“There might not be a sect master now, but it doesn’t mean there won’t be one in the future. Someone will ultimately have to bear it. Thousand Plume Great Saint, what do you think?” the Heavenly Yin Palace’s palace master smiled.0

The Thousand Plume Great Saint merely replied with a smile and said nothing. They might seem to be at harmony now, but they were competing with each other in the dark. Other than the saints in the sect, the other holy lands’ experts were shocked by Lin Yun’s sword technique with their eyes shining brightly.0

“As expected of the Heavenly Dragon Lord. He’s beyond common sense.”0

“A Quasi-Saint at the Heavenly Origin Phase should be able to suppress...0