"..."
The Earthly Saints present were drowned in mixed emotions witnessing the unfolding conversation between a mortal youth and the one-and-only Soul Saint King! Those captured, sealed, left powerless and awaiting judgment with masks who all baffled. Those on the mortal's side wore dismayed expressions with tensed auras.
Wu Yu, most noticeably, was revving internally. While he hadn't exploded yet, his Mystic Aura and Imperial Heaven Aura threatened to unleash all of their potential strength. Within the depths of his eyes, eight Mystic Runes imprinted themselves with a fierce brilliance.
