While Lin Yun was comprehending Nirvana and Yin-Yang Daos, there was an undercurrent in the Kunlun Realm.0

In the Profound Sky Sect, Tian Xuanzi had gathered the various forces together just one day after the phenomenon of the Radiant Sword Saint’s tribulation appeared. At the plaza before the main hall, countless saints have been gathered there. It was unimaginable that there would be so many saints within a sect, and even Saint Lords wouldn’t have a seat.3

Tian Xuanzi wasn’t sitting on the main seat. It was being occupied by a yellow-clothed old man instead. This old man was donning a yellow saint robe that was decorated with silver threads. He also had a golden crow and silver toad embroidered on his chest, representing the sun and moon, looking noble.0

Those silver threads were like moonlight as they emitted a faint radiance. With just one glance, anyone could tell that this was the Ming Cult’s Sun-Moon Saint Cloth, and the ones worn by saint disciples were mostly replicas. But the one being worn by this elder was naturally an authentic Sovereign Saint Artifact.0

Amongst all the secret treasures, saint clothes were naturally the most precious ones, and that was...0